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Hotel
When I opened my eyes I saw that it was still dark outside. I just layed there, didn't make a sound and didn't move a muscle. I could feel Harry's strong arms around me. We had waken up the same way we fell asleep, although he was still sleeping. I could hear his soft snores. I wanted to get up from his grip, but that would be impossible since we are still handcuffed together. I began to think of my past and my family. I was very deep in thought that I didn't notice that Harry was awake. He was playing with my hand and fingers.
"What are you thinking about?" He's deep raspy voice cutting me from my thoughts.
"Nothing.. Just thinking." I stupidly say not really sure what he had said.
"I know. Thats why I'm asking you. What are you thinking about?" He softly laughed.
"Ohh umm about my brothers and parents." I laughed at myself too.
"What happend to your parents?" He asked.
"Umm well..." I draged on, not wanting to reply. "Its a long story."
"Well we have all the time in world." I couldn't see him, but I felt as if he had a smirk on his face.
"Well it was about 9 months ago my parents, Alex, and I went to a family party together, while Leo and Uriel stayed home playing video games. We were on our way home from the party. Alex and I were in back seats he had fallen asleep, but I was fully awake. My mom had her eyes closed, but was also awake. When out of nowhere we saw bright lights coming straight at us. There was a truck driving in the wrong direction. My dad tried his best to get out of the way, but the truck was coming at us fast. I quickly hugged Alex trying to protect him. The truck crashed the front left side of our car. Killing my dad instantly, my mom had hit her head hard on the window and was alive when she arrived at the hospital, but soon died. Thats when she told me to take care of my brothers. Alex and I were fine we just had some miner injuries." I felt a tear start to roll down my cheeck, but I couldn't cry. I tried to lighten up the mood I didn't want to cry. "So yea I could have just said they died in a car accident, but you asked for the story." I tried to sound amused.
"Im sorry." I could tell he didn't know what to say. So he just hugged my tighter.
"Well then if you're sorry you could take me back to my brothers." I said with a smile. For some reason it felt good and nice telling Harry. I had never told anyone about my parents before. It had been killing me in the inside to let it out and now that I did I felt free.
"Not right now. But i'll promise you that when this is all over i'll take you back to them." He said not sounding to sure.
"When what is over? Your friends tamtrum?" I shouted angrily. I was mad now and was trying my best to get out of Harry's grip.
"Stop, why did you have to ruin this." He said holding me tighter so I could move at all. His long legs were wrapped around mine not letting me quick free from his hold.
"Let go of me." I shouted.
"No!" He deeply shouted. " I'll let go when you calm down."
"Fine I wont move, I'm calm." I lied.
He let go of me and stood up. Making me stand up as well. He reached in his pant's pocket and took out a key. Unlocking his cuff, but keeping mine on. He then put the other cuff on the metal head rest of the bed.
"Stop, you can't just keep me here. I need to use the restroom." I said as he put on his jeans and left the room. He ignored me, closing the door behind him. Then I heard the front door close as well. What the hell he just left me here alone in the darkess and coldness. I tried my best to squeeze my hand through the cuff, but it wouldn't go through.
I sat on the bed with my hand cuffed to bed for what seemed like an hour. When I heard the door open again. I heard noise in the small living room outside the room. Then Harry walked in.
"Where the hell did you go?!" I was pissed off and Harry looked angry as well.
"Come on lets go." He shouted as he threw my bag on the bed.
"Gee I wish I could." I sarcastically said. I was so angry I didn't want to talk.Thats how I've always been. When ever I get angry I don't like to talk or explain myself.
"Get dressed its cold outside and hurry up." He said while taking off the handcuff from my wrist. I rubbed my wrist and saw the marks that I had made while trying to squeez my hand threw the cuff.
Without I word I got ready and we were now inside his car. I had put on my usual skinny jeans with my black and white high top converse, a black long sleeve shirt and a black hoodie. I'm glad he had atleast packed me some warm clothes. I let my short puffy wavy hair down, it was a mess, but I kinda liked it.
We were on the road once again It was still dark outside. I looked at the clock and it was 4 A.M. I took out my iPod and stated listing to music ignoring Harry as I looked out the window.
A couple hours had passed, we had gone through a drive-thru and ate breakfast. When I heard Harry's phone ring. He took it out from his pocket and answered it.
"Hey whats up?" Harry answered. I couldn't hear what the other person on the other line was saying.
"I'm driving. Yea."
"What do you mean?" Harry sounded mad and confused.
"Ok fine. Thanks mate." I heard Harry hang up the phone and looked at me.
"What?" I asked looking back at him. "May I ask who called?" I asked, probally sounding nosy, but I was curious and it just slipped out.
He chuckled. "It was a good friend of mine who is with Niall."
"Oh" Was all I could say.
"He doesn't want us to go right now. He said to stop where ever we are and stay hiden for a while." He said serious now.
"Why?" I said probally sounding like a 3 year old.
"I don't know he didn't tell me. He just said to hide for now and as you heard, I didn't ask him why." He smiled at me.
"So where are we going?" I asked looking out at the open road ahead of us. We were still in Utah.
"Probally stop in the next city." He was consetrated on the road now.
I found myself staring at him. At his perfect brown curls and green eyes. I was angry at him before, but now I dont care. I felt like loosening up and enjoy the ride. As long as keeps his promise of going back to my brothers.
I saw him smile while I was staring at him. I smiled and looked away.
"Have I told you how beautiful you look when you smile?" Harry said breaking the silence.
"I think you did. Yea." I looked at him again and we were both staring at each other.
"Well i'll let you now again. You look beautiful." He smiled this time showing his dimple.
"You said my smiled was beautiful not that I was beautiful." I corrected him. I didn't want him to think I was beautiful because I wouldn't believe him.
"Well you're beautiful too." He smirked while continuing to look at the road.
"Whatever." I didn't want him to think I'm beautiful, I didn't want him to like me, and I didn't want to like him.
I was feeling nice today, but my mood suddenly changed and I felt mean again. I think I'm bipolar cause my mood in always changing. One moment I want to be nice to Harry and the next second I hate him.
We arrived at the next city and Harry found a hotel. This one was bigger that the last one. It had a pool and jacuzzi. This hotel had a lobby and was 5 stories high. Our hotel room had a kitchen, living room, and a room. The living room had a huge window with the view of the city and the dessert. It was just right off the highway.
We finished putting our bags in the drowers provided by the hotel. I was looking out the window and Harry was sitting down on the coach looking through the channels on the Tv.
We had barely gotten here and I was already bored.
"How long are going to stay here?" I asked breaking our silence.
"Until Niall calls." He looked annoyed.
"Well I'm bored. Can we go to Walmart?" I grinned. Getting overly excited. I sat next to him and gave him a puppy look.
Harry turned to look at me trying not laugh but failed. He laughed. "Fine, but what do you want to buy?"
"Junk food! Omg are you 21?"
"No I'm 20. Why?" He looked at me confused.
"Cause if ima be with you, I'm going to need some tequila. I'd say beer, but its cold outside so I need something to warm me up!" I was extatic at the idea of drinking.
"But you're 19. You can't drink." He said sarcastically.
"So. Who cares. Come on please I want atleast, atleast 3 bottles of tequila. Any type is ok with me as long as its white or yellow, I don't like the dark ones they give you a huge hangover." I was talking fast due to my excitment. Harry was now laughing.
"But tequila is worse than beer." He said trying to convince me out of it.
"No it's not. Not for me. I'd drink tequila everyday if I could, but I can't since I'm not old enough to buy by myself." I crossed my arms pouting.
"So you'd be an alcoholic?" He sarcastically said.
"I was when my parents died. My big brother and I drank all the bottles that my dad had. He had about 5, but we finished them in a week, then my brother bought more." I bluntly said. Harry's mouth dropped. I guess he wasn't expecting me to say that.
"What?! Then no I wont buy you any." He was frowning now.
"What? Why? Please I need a drink please. I can handle it. Please." I pleaded getting frustrated
"Wow are you listing to yourself. You already sound like a recovering alcoholic. I'm not buying you any." He said getting up from the couch. Clearly mad.
"Ok fine then beer? Or vodka?" I innocently smiled.
"No."
"Ughh fine, but could we go to buy junk food and useless things that people buy at Walmart."
"Fine then." He gave in.
"How about wine?" I pushed on. He just looked at me.
"Ha Ha Ha Just kidding." I said laughing.
"Are you done now?" He asked putting on a black coat.
"How about cooking wine? Humm I wonder if its good and gets you drunk." I was talking to myself now.
Harry just rolled his eyes. As I got ready to head out.
It was the first time in a long time I felt happy. I felt like myself. I felt like a little kid going to a carnival or an amusement park. Harry made me feel nice. He was starting to make me nervous and giggly. I was excited, and even though he wont buy me alcohol I will find a way to get it.
"What are you thinking about?" He's deep raspy voice cutting me from my thoughts.
"Nothing.. Just thinking." I stupidly say not really sure what he had said.
"I know. Thats why I'm asking you. What are you thinking about?" He softly laughed.
"Ohh umm about my brothers and parents." I laughed at myself too.
"What happend to your parents?" He asked.
"Umm well..." I draged on, not wanting to reply. "Its a long story."
"Well we have all the time in world." I couldn't see him, but I felt as if he had a smirk on his face.
"Well it was about 9 months ago my parents, Alex, and I went to a family party together, while Leo and Uriel stayed home playing video games. We were on our way home from the party. Alex and I were in back seats he had fallen asleep, but I was fully awake. My mom had her eyes closed, but was also awake. When out of nowhere we saw bright lights coming straight at us. There was a truck driving in the wrong direction. My dad tried his best to get out of the way, but the truck was coming at us fast. I quickly hugged Alex trying to protect him. The truck crashed the front left side of our car. Killing my dad instantly, my mom had hit her head hard on the window and was alive when she arrived at the hospital, but soon died. Thats when she told me to take care of my brothers. Alex and I were fine we just had some miner injuries." I felt a tear start to roll down my cheeck, but I couldn't cry. I tried to lighten up the mood I didn't want to cry. "So yea I could have just said they died in a car accident, but you asked for the story." I tried to sound amused.
"Im sorry." I could tell he didn't know what to say. So he just hugged my tighter.
"Well then if you're sorry you could take me back to my brothers." I said with a smile. For some reason it felt good and nice telling Harry. I had never told anyone about my parents before. It had been killing me in the inside to let it out and now that I did I felt free.
"Not right now. But i'll promise you that when this is all over i'll take you back to them." He said not sounding to sure.
"When what is over? Your friends tamtrum?" I shouted angrily. I was mad now and was trying my best to get out of Harry's grip.
"Stop, why did you have to ruin this." He said holding me tighter so I could move at all. His long legs were wrapped around mine not letting me quick free from his hold.
"Let go of me." I shouted.
"No!" He deeply shouted. " I'll let go when you calm down."
"Fine I wont move, I'm calm." I lied.
He let go of me and stood up. Making me stand up as well. He reached in his pant's pocket and took out a key. Unlocking his cuff, but keeping mine on. He then put the other cuff on the metal head rest of the bed.
"Stop, you can't just keep me here. I need to use the restroom." I said as he put on his jeans and left the room. He ignored me, closing the door behind him. Then I heard the front door close as well. What the hell he just left me here alone in the darkess and coldness. I tried my best to squeeze my hand through the cuff, but it wouldn't go through.
I sat on the bed with my hand cuffed to bed for what seemed like an hour. When I heard the door open again. I heard noise in the small living room outside the room. Then Harry walked in.
"Where the hell did you go?!" I was pissed off and Harry looked angry as well.
"Come on lets go." He shouted as he threw my bag on the bed.
"Gee I wish I could." I sarcastically said. I was so angry I didn't want to talk.Thats how I've always been. When ever I get angry I don't like to talk or explain myself.
"Get dressed its cold outside and hurry up." He said while taking off the handcuff from my wrist. I rubbed my wrist and saw the marks that I had made while trying to squeez my hand threw the cuff.
Without I word I got ready and we were now inside his car. I had put on my usual skinny jeans with my black and white high top converse, a black long sleeve shirt and a black hoodie. I'm glad he had atleast packed me some warm clothes. I let my short puffy wavy hair down, it was a mess, but I kinda liked it.
We were on the road once again It was still dark outside. I looked at the clock and it was 4 A.M. I took out my iPod and stated listing to music ignoring Harry as I looked out the window.
A couple hours had passed, we had gone through a drive-thru and ate breakfast. When I heard Harry's phone ring. He took it out from his pocket and answered it.
"Hey whats up?" Harry answered. I couldn't hear what the other person on the other line was saying.
"I'm driving. Yea."
"What do you mean?" Harry sounded mad and confused.
"Ok fine. Thanks mate." I heard Harry hang up the phone and looked at me.
"What?" I asked looking back at him. "May I ask who called?" I asked, probally sounding nosy, but I was curious and it just slipped out.
He chuckled. "It was a good friend of mine who is with Niall."
"Oh" Was all I could say.
"He doesn't want us to go right now. He said to stop where ever we are and stay hiden for a while." He said serious now.
"Why?" I said probally sounding like a 3 year old.
"I don't know he didn't tell me. He just said to hide for now and as you heard, I didn't ask him why." He smiled at me.
"So where are we going?" I asked looking out at the open road ahead of us. We were still in Utah.
"Probally stop in the next city." He was consetrated on the road now.
I found myself staring at him. At his perfect brown curls and green eyes. I was angry at him before, but now I dont care. I felt like loosening up and enjoy the ride. As long as keeps his promise of going back to my brothers.
I saw him smile while I was staring at him. I smiled and looked away.
"Have I told you how beautiful you look when you smile?" Harry said breaking the silence.
"I think you did. Yea." I looked at him again and we were both staring at each other.
"Well i'll let you now again. You look beautiful." He smiled this time showing his dimple.
"You said my smiled was beautiful not that I was beautiful." I corrected him. I didn't want him to think I was beautiful because I wouldn't believe him.
"Well you're beautiful too." He smirked while continuing to look at the road.
"Whatever." I didn't want him to think I'm beautiful, I didn't want him to like me, and I didn't want to like him.
I was feeling nice today, but my mood suddenly changed and I felt mean again. I think I'm bipolar cause my mood in always changing. One moment I want to be nice to Harry and the next second I hate him.
We arrived at the next city and Harry found a hotel. This one was bigger that the last one. It had a pool and jacuzzi. This hotel had a lobby and was 5 stories high. Our hotel room had a kitchen, living room, and a room. The living room had a huge window with the view of the city and the dessert. It was just right off the highway.
We finished putting our bags in the drowers provided by the hotel. I was looking out the window and Harry was sitting down on the coach looking through the channels on the Tv.
We had barely gotten here and I was already bored.
"How long are going to stay here?" I asked breaking our silence.
"Until Niall calls." He looked annoyed.
"Well I'm bored. Can we go to Walmart?" I grinned. Getting overly excited. I sat next to him and gave him a puppy look.
Harry turned to look at me trying not laugh but failed. He laughed. "Fine, but what do you want to buy?"
"Junk food! Omg are you 21?"
"No I'm 20. Why?" He looked at me confused.
"Cause if ima be with you, I'm going to need some tequila. I'd say beer, but its cold outside so I need something to warm me up!" I was extatic at the idea of drinking.
"But you're 19. You can't drink." He said sarcastically.
"So. Who cares. Come on please I want atleast, atleast 3 bottles of tequila. Any type is ok with me as long as its white or yellow, I don't like the dark ones they give you a huge hangover." I was talking fast due to my excitment. Harry was now laughing.
"But tequila is worse than beer." He said trying to convince me out of it.
"No it's not. Not for me. I'd drink tequila everyday if I could, but I can't since I'm not old enough to buy by myself." I crossed my arms pouting.
"So you'd be an alcoholic?" He sarcastically said.
"I was when my parents died. My big brother and I drank all the bottles that my dad had. He had about 5, but we finished them in a week, then my brother bought more." I bluntly said. Harry's mouth dropped. I guess he wasn't expecting me to say that.
"What?! Then no I wont buy you any." He was frowning now.
"What? Why? Please I need a drink please. I can handle it. Please." I pleaded getting frustrated
"Wow are you listing to yourself. You already sound like a recovering alcoholic. I'm not buying you any." He said getting up from the couch. Clearly mad.
"Ok fine then beer? Or vodka?" I innocently smiled.
"No."
"Ughh fine, but could we go to buy junk food and useless things that people buy at Walmart."
"Fine then." He gave in.
"How about wine?" I pushed on. He just looked at me.
"Ha Ha Ha Just kidding." I said laughing.
"Are you done now?" He asked putting on a black coat.
"How about cooking wine? Humm I wonder if its good and gets you drunk." I was talking to myself now.
Harry just rolled his eyes. As I got ready to head out.
It was the first time in a long time I felt happy. I felt like myself. I felt like a little kid going to a carnival or an amusement park. Harry made me feel nice. He was starting to make me nervous and giggly. I was excited, and even though he wont buy me alcohol I will find a way to get it.
Notes
Hehehe What you guys think of Star being an alcoholic?Or about her parents?
Do you guys think she end up getting alcohol? xD
Sorry it took my long to update. And sorry if its kinda boring. ;D
Update xxxx
12/18/13