The Dancer

SCARLETT P O V

i jump over his legs onto the floor. I regain my balance and rush out into the hall.

I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror as I run down the stairs.

Well I look like I've been dragged through a hedge backwards.

And I have full on panda eyes.

What a great look.

"SCARLETT!"

I open the front door, "hi.." I say sheepishly.

"AT LAST DO YOU REALISE HOW COLD IT IS."

No I hadn't actually, but even though the sun is shining there is a bitter wind.

"I BASICALLY WALKED HOME! DO YOU KNOW HOW FAR IT IS?"

"NICOLE be quite!" I say firmly, she's still standing in the doorway, I haven't managed to shut the door yet and I'm getting weird looks from people walking there dogs to the park.

"NO!"

I grab her wrist and wrench her inside and slam the door.

"Now scream all you like.." I walk into the kitchen and boil the kettle.

"DONT WALK AWAY FROM ME! DO YOU KNOW WHAT KVE BEEN THROUGH!"

"You walked home! So what is isn't that far!" I say trying to keep my voice at a normal level.

"IN A FREAKING BALL GOWN A FOUR O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING!"

"So no one saw you so it doesn't matter.."

"LOADS OF PEOPLE SAW ME WHEN THEY WERE COMING OUT THE CLUBS!"

"Ugh all of them will have been so drunk they wouldn't have batted a eyelid to a girl in a long dress!"

"IT WAS COLD AND WINDY.." She carries on completly ignoring what I say.

Im still waiting for Harry to make an appearance. I reckon he's scared of coming down.

"THEN WHY DIDNT YOU GET IN THE CAR?"

"BECAUSE YOU MADE A VERY QUICK EXIT IN IT!"

"SO HE GOT BACK HERE IN ABOUT 20 MINUTES YOU COULD HAVE CALLED AND ASKED HIM TO PICK YOU UP!"

Ah ha that's stumped her. She didn't think of that.

She huffs and grabs her dress, hitching it up by her thighs and storms upstairs. Slamming her door.

I bend forewards and lean my head on our concrete breakfast island.

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