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#o8 Warning
Four weeks later
I walk through the city. I have no idea where I am going, but I need to clear my head. I am trying to figure out what to do. I am meeting with Alysha within an hour. I am going to tell her that we should stop hanging out, because of the rumours and that the management doesn’t like it. It is not even a lie. They really don’t like it and think she distracts me from the band. And ,well, she does, but not in the way they think. I think. I actually drag it. I don’t want to put the guys in danger, but I can’t hurt her. I simply can’t. I feel a raindrop on my cheek and soon it starts raining. Great. I am about to cross the street when a car stops right in front of me. I want to walk around it when somebody grabs my arm. “We need to talk,” a woman says. I would’ve simply ignored her, if she was alone. But she was backed up by three guys, one of which was James. So, without any questions, I stepped in the car. One advantage: it was dry in here. “We’ve seen that you’ve become very close with miss Parks,” the woman starts. “So, it is time to wrap this up, before your fans start suspecting something.” Well, it is a little late for that. A lot of people already think we’re dating. James seems to have guessed my thoughts. “Listen. You deny the rumours and you give her this, so it’ll seem like she had an allergic reaction to something.” One of the other guys give me a little bottle of I-don’t-even-want-to-know-what-it-is. “I appreciate your help, but…” “Listen, time is running out and the longer you wait, the more trouble you’ll have to cover it up,” the woman says. “Do yourself a favour and finish it tonight.” The car stops, when I look outside, I see it is right in front of Alysha’s house. I get out. “Payne! Don’t get too close,” James reminds me. I nod.
“Hey,” Alysha greets me cheerfully, while hugging me. I hold on to her, tightly. “Want something to drink?” “No thanks.” “Relax,” Alysha laughs. Until she says something about it, I don’t notice how tensed I am. I sit down on the couch. The TV is still on and I smile when I see she was watching 300. Nobody would ever suspect that such a sweet girl loves this type of movies. She sits down too and pauses the movie. “So, what do you want to talk about?” I have no idea how to start. “Alysha, I have no idea how to say this…” I start and fail to continue. I don’t want to cut her from my life. “Yes?” “I love you.” What? That was not what I wanted to say. Shut up, I think, but I just continue rambling. “I can’t stop thinking about you and…” I look in her eyes and she seems shocked. “What’s wrong?” I ask. “Nothing. It is… I don’t know, a little unexpected I guess.” She gives me a small smile. Yeah, same here. “But I think it is really sweet.” She puts her hand on my cheek. My heart starts racing. She leans in and kisses me.
I walk through the city. I have no idea where I am going, but I need to clear my head. I am trying to figure out what to do. I am meeting with Alysha within an hour. I am going to tell her that we should stop hanging out, because of the rumours and that the management doesn’t like it. It is not even a lie. They really don’t like it and think she distracts me from the band. And ,well, she does, but not in the way they think. I think. I actually drag it. I don’t want to put the guys in danger, but I can’t hurt her. I simply can’t. I feel a raindrop on my cheek and soon it starts raining. Great. I am about to cross the street when a car stops right in front of me. I want to walk around it when somebody grabs my arm. “We need to talk,” a woman says. I would’ve simply ignored her, if she was alone. But she was backed up by three guys, one of which was James. So, without any questions, I stepped in the car. One advantage: it was dry in here. “We’ve seen that you’ve become very close with miss Parks,” the woman starts. “So, it is time to wrap this up, before your fans start suspecting something.” Well, it is a little late for that. A lot of people already think we’re dating. James seems to have guessed my thoughts. “Listen. You deny the rumours and you give her this, so it’ll seem like she had an allergic reaction to something.” One of the other guys give me a little bottle of I-don’t-even-want-to-know-what-it-is. “I appreciate your help, but…” “Listen, time is running out and the longer you wait, the more trouble you’ll have to cover it up,” the woman says. “Do yourself a favour and finish it tonight.” The car stops, when I look outside, I see it is right in front of Alysha’s house. I get out. “Payne! Don’t get too close,” James reminds me. I nod.
“Hey,” Alysha greets me cheerfully, while hugging me. I hold on to her, tightly. “Want something to drink?” “No thanks.” “Relax,” Alysha laughs. Until she says something about it, I don’t notice how tensed I am. I sit down on the couch. The TV is still on and I smile when I see she was watching 300. Nobody would ever suspect that such a sweet girl loves this type of movies. She sits down too and pauses the movie. “So, what do you want to talk about?” I have no idea how to start. “Alysha, I have no idea how to say this…” I start and fail to continue. I don’t want to cut her from my life. “Yes?” “I love you.” What? That was not what I wanted to say. Shut up, I think, but I just continue rambling. “I can’t stop thinking about you and…” I look in her eyes and she seems shocked. “What’s wrong?” I ask. “Nothing. It is… I don’t know, a little unexpected I guess.” She gives me a small smile. Yeah, same here. “But I think it is really sweet.” She puts her hand on my cheek. My heart starts racing. She leans in and kisses me.
Intense. Update when you can
8/16/14