Not Intended
6 - Don't Be Scared Of Me
My feet found their way back to taxi stand. I sat down on the bench, waiting for the taxis to come around. Tears still found their way down my face. Jonah. I couldn't--wouldn't think of this time. But, the tears went against me. I realized I have been sitting for what seemed forever. I stood up and read the sign. "Taxi Appreciation Day Today. Workers a get off at 6!" I gripped my hair in my hands and kicked the stand.
"Fuck!" I screamed. I pulled out my phone; my hands were shaking violently. I called Sarah. On the first ring, she picked up.
"Where are you Del?" she asked. I opened my mouth and was taken aback by the sound of my broken voice.
"I'm at the close by park, I don't have a ride back," I croaked. She gasped.
"You know I'm not from here. What park is it?" she asked. I whimpered, I didn't know.
"Ask someone, and please come get me," I cried. She hung up. I hid behind a huge tree, I didn't want to bump into Jon-.. Him, again.
It took the longest time, but I saw a black Range Rover driving slowly around the park. The window rolled down. Harry. Wearing a beanie with dark shades on. I ran towards the car. I have managed to stop my crying since the phone call with Sarah. Speaking of, where the hell is she? Honestly, I didn't want to be with Harry right now. I opened the car and slammed the door shut.
"Where's Sarah?" I asked. Harry rolled up the window and started to drive back.
"Hi to you too," he said sarcastically. I turned towards him in my seat, anger brewing inside me.
"Look, I don't have the fucking ability to put up with your sarcastic shit right now, so just answer my damn question Harry!" I yelled at him. He sighed and sat back in his chair.
"She's back at the 'factor covering for you," he bit back, "what you didn't know is that we were throwing a party for the top 16 contestants. So you should be thanking us." I instantly regretted my outburst.
"Sorry," I mumbled. He finally pushed down his glasses and threw his beanie in the back seat while nodding his head. He stepped down on the gas pedal and drove faster into the x-factor campus. He drove on a different road leading to a reserved parking garage. Must've been for famous people. I slowly got out of the car walked in front of Harry. I felt his eyes burning holes into the back of my shirt. Before I could enter the door, I felt his hands grab my waist. He pushed me against the concrete wall and stood only inches away from me. His dark, sexy scent filled my nose.
"You better thank us. We had to go through some crazy shit to make sure you didn't get kicked out of this show. You need to enter in the back door so you can sneak back to your room. Wear something nice. Got it?" he said harshly. I never knew Harry was the one to have a short temper. But I had the right to be mad, I just broke up with my boyfriend. I took a step closer to him; I wasn't going to lose this fight.
"Don't tell me, what to do," I warned. He closed his eyes slowly, and when he opened them, they were a dark color. His breathing grew more faster, I swore I could've heard his heart beat once or twice. A vein stuck up out of his defined neck; his jaw bones stood out. He brought his hand out in front of my face. This was when my heart started racing. I've never seen him this way. Never. I stared into his eyes. His slammed his hand against the concrete wall instantly. A relieved sigh escaped my lips. I never wanted to come in contact with him like that again. I felt a tear stroll down my cheek. A tear I couldn't explain. It was mixed with so many emotions. Anger, remorse, and lastly, fear. I needed comfort right now. And I knew exactly where to get it from. I leaned my head against Harry's shoulder. Next thing I knew, the tears we starting to fall again. I lean my whole body against him, letting all my walls fall down. I felt Harry's warm arms wrap around my body. He said nothing at all.
"Sorry," I croaked. He started ushering me forward towards the back door. I didn't want to leave his arms though, he was so..comforting but intimidating and frightening at the same time. He managed to open the door with me still in my arms.
"Go," was all he said. He pushed me into the stairwell. I didn't get to catch a glimpse of his face before he closed the door.
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I made my way back to my room. I stared at myself in the mirror. I looked like absolute shit. My makeup smeared under my eyes, my hair was sticking up on top of my head, and my eyes were bloodshot. I put eye drops in my eyes, and washed my face. I actually looked like I haven't been crying. Is this a miracle? Yes. I pushed through my closet and pulled out a nice outfit. I took one last look in the mirror before heading down the the lounge area. I received 'hey's and 'where have you been?'s from the others. Quit annoying actually. I spotted Sarah towards the back of the room. Once she saw me she hugged me.
"How are you? You look hot," she smiled. I liked the fact that she always trying to cheer me up.
"Thank you. So do you," I said with a fake smile. She must've noticed. He grabbed my arm.
"The tequila shots are over there," she said. I followed her through the small crowd of people to the mini bar.
"Six please," she ordered. I stared at her.
"Hold on a second. You're not even old enough Sarah!" I said. She shrugged.
"We aren't in America hon," she giggled and lifted the small shot glass to her lips. I sighed but did as her. The liquid burned my throat. One down, two more to go. Surprisingly, I wasn't that much tipsy after the three. My emotions and my thoughts just made me so much more sober. Sarah pulled out her phone. I spun around on my stool to face the crowd. That's when I spotted Harry. He was sitting on one of the couches talking to Kim. Figures. She only wanted him for the fame and money. I sighed and turned towards Sarah.
"I'm not in the mood for this right now, I'm going to go back to the room," I told her. She laughed loudly.
"Alright, more shots for me bitches!" She yelled. Damn teenagers when they get drunk, God. I walked out of the room and to the skywalk. Today sucked. The whole Harry incident confused me. Thinking back to it brought goosebumps to my skin. He scald the shit out of me, but I couldn't show him that. I was stronger than that. I heard footsteps behind me. I turned my head and saw a mop of curly hair right behind me. Great.
"Can I help you?" I muttered not trying to make him mad. His body moved next to mine.
"Why did you leave?" He asked lowly. His voice was deeper then I remembered.
"I had a sucky day, I want to go to bed. What don't you understand!" I said raising my voice slightly. He chuckled next to me. I made a stop next to my room. He turned towards me and looked down at me.
"Sorry about earlier. I didn't keep my composure," he said quietly not having the guts to look at me in the eye. I stayed silent. He knew I was frightened. I know he knew it. He brought his hand up and I jumped back away from his afraid he was going to hit me. A hurt face appeared as he moved his hand the rest of the way to the door knob. He wasn't trying to hit my after all. I was surprised to feel a tear stroll down my cheek. Why the fuck can I not stop crying!? A lump made its way up my throat.
"Goodnight," I said wearily pushing past him. He grabbed me by my arm and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
"Don't be scared of me. I would never hurt you," he whispered. He stepped in my room and closed the door behind him.
"W-what are you doing?" I asked tasting the saltiness of the tears on my lips. He moved towards me with no expression on his face.
"Fuck!" I screamed. I pulled out my phone; my hands were shaking violently. I called Sarah. On the first ring, she picked up.
"Where are you Del?" she asked. I opened my mouth and was taken aback by the sound of my broken voice.
"I'm at the close by park, I don't have a ride back," I croaked. She gasped.
"You know I'm not from here. What park is it?" she asked. I whimpered, I didn't know.
"Ask someone, and please come get me," I cried. She hung up. I hid behind a huge tree, I didn't want to bump into Jon-.. Him, again.
It took the longest time, but I saw a black Range Rover driving slowly around the park. The window rolled down. Harry. Wearing a beanie with dark shades on. I ran towards the car. I have managed to stop my crying since the phone call with Sarah. Speaking of, where the hell is she? Honestly, I didn't want to be with Harry right now. I opened the car and slammed the door shut.
"Where's Sarah?" I asked. Harry rolled up the window and started to drive back.
"Hi to you too," he said sarcastically. I turned towards him in my seat, anger brewing inside me.
"Look, I don't have the fucking ability to put up with your sarcastic shit right now, so just answer my damn question Harry!" I yelled at him. He sighed and sat back in his chair.
"She's back at the 'factor covering for you," he bit back, "what you didn't know is that we were throwing a party for the top 16 contestants. So you should be thanking us." I instantly regretted my outburst.
"Sorry," I mumbled. He finally pushed down his glasses and threw his beanie in the back seat while nodding his head. He stepped down on the gas pedal and drove faster into the x-factor campus. He drove on a different road leading to a reserved parking garage. Must've been for famous people. I slowly got out of the car walked in front of Harry. I felt his eyes burning holes into the back of my shirt. Before I could enter the door, I felt his hands grab my waist. He pushed me against the concrete wall and stood only inches away from me. His dark, sexy scent filled my nose.
"You better thank us. We had to go through some crazy shit to make sure you didn't get kicked out of this show. You need to enter in the back door so you can sneak back to your room. Wear something nice. Got it?" he said harshly. I never knew Harry was the one to have a short temper. But I had the right to be mad, I just broke up with my boyfriend. I took a step closer to him; I wasn't going to lose this fight.
"Don't tell me, what to do," I warned. He closed his eyes slowly, and when he opened them, they were a dark color. His breathing grew more faster, I swore I could've heard his heart beat once or twice. A vein stuck up out of his defined neck; his jaw bones stood out. He brought his hand out in front of my face. This was when my heart started racing. I've never seen him this way. Never. I stared into his eyes. His slammed his hand against the concrete wall instantly. A relieved sigh escaped my lips. I never wanted to come in contact with him like that again. I felt a tear stroll down my cheek. A tear I couldn't explain. It was mixed with so many emotions. Anger, remorse, and lastly, fear. I needed comfort right now. And I knew exactly where to get it from. I leaned my head against Harry's shoulder. Next thing I knew, the tears we starting to fall again. I lean my whole body against him, letting all my walls fall down. I felt Harry's warm arms wrap around my body. He said nothing at all.
"Sorry," I croaked. He started ushering me forward towards the back door. I didn't want to leave his arms though, he was so..comforting but intimidating and frightening at the same time. He managed to open the door with me still in my arms.
"Go," was all he said. He pushed me into the stairwell. I didn't get to catch a glimpse of his face before he closed the door.
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I made my way back to my room. I stared at myself in the mirror. I looked like absolute shit. My makeup smeared under my eyes, my hair was sticking up on top of my head, and my eyes were bloodshot. I put eye drops in my eyes, and washed my face. I actually looked like I haven't been crying. Is this a miracle? Yes. I pushed through my closet and pulled out a nice outfit. I took one last look in the mirror before heading down the the lounge area. I received 'hey's and 'where have you been?'s from the others. Quit annoying actually. I spotted Sarah towards the back of the room. Once she saw me she hugged me.
"How are you? You look hot," she smiled. I liked the fact that she always trying to cheer me up.
"Thank you. So do you," I said with a fake smile. She must've noticed. He grabbed my arm.
"The tequila shots are over there," she said. I followed her through the small crowd of people to the mini bar.
"Six please," she ordered. I stared at her.
"Hold on a second. You're not even old enough Sarah!" I said. She shrugged.
"We aren't in America hon," she giggled and lifted the small shot glass to her lips. I sighed but did as her. The liquid burned my throat. One down, two more to go. Surprisingly, I wasn't that much tipsy after the three. My emotions and my thoughts just made me so much more sober. Sarah pulled out her phone. I spun around on my stool to face the crowd. That's when I spotted Harry. He was sitting on one of the couches talking to Kim. Figures. She only wanted him for the fame and money. I sighed and turned towards Sarah.
"I'm not in the mood for this right now, I'm going to go back to the room," I told her. She laughed loudly.
"Alright, more shots for me bitches!" She yelled. Damn teenagers when they get drunk, God. I walked out of the room and to the skywalk. Today sucked. The whole Harry incident confused me. Thinking back to it brought goosebumps to my skin. He scald the shit out of me, but I couldn't show him that. I was stronger than that. I heard footsteps behind me. I turned my head and saw a mop of curly hair right behind me. Great.
"Can I help you?" I muttered not trying to make him mad. His body moved next to mine.
"Why did you leave?" He asked lowly. His voice was deeper then I remembered.
"I had a sucky day, I want to go to bed. What don't you understand!" I said raising my voice slightly. He chuckled next to me. I made a stop next to my room. He turned towards me and looked down at me.
"Sorry about earlier. I didn't keep my composure," he said quietly not having the guts to look at me in the eye. I stayed silent. He knew I was frightened. I know he knew it. He brought his hand up and I jumped back away from his afraid he was going to hit me. A hurt face appeared as he moved his hand the rest of the way to the door knob. He wasn't trying to hit my after all. I was surprised to feel a tear stroll down my cheek. Why the fuck can I not stop crying!? A lump made its way up my throat.
"Goodnight," I said wearily pushing past him. He grabbed me by my arm and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
"Don't be scared of me. I would never hurt you," he whispered. He stepped in my room and closed the door behind him.
"W-what are you doing?" I asked tasting the saltiness of the tears on my lips. He moved towards me with no expression on his face.
Notes
Sorry for taking so lonnggg!! I've been busy, sadly. I'll try to updat tomorrow also! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!Delphines party outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/delphines_outfit_to_party_ch.6/set?id=78733782
I also have questions for you guys..if you could answer them, I will love you forever. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!
so I'm kind of pulling out character flaws and personali traits for Harry and Delphine right now.. Do you have any ideas? If you give me a good one that I end up using, I will name a new character after you in the story! Make sure you include your name in the comments too!
do you like where I'm going with the story--is it moving to slow--is it too boring?
What do you want to see happen?
7/31/13