I continue walking. I watch my step as I walk. I paid no attention to what was in front of me. I stop. I'm at the guys place. Home. Not my home but their home. I make my way up to the door. I hear something in the bush. I check to see what it is. There is a man.
I jump back startled. "Please don't call the cops." He pleads. I stare at him.
"What are you doing here?"
"My names Thomas Cooper. I work for a magazine."
"So in other words you are paparazzi spying on the guys?"
"Yes. I mean no. Not spying. Observing."
I hum not convinced.
"Are you ok? Why are you all wet?" He asks.
"I went to an award thing the guys had. I left early. I've just been roaming around. It's raining, so you know that's why I'm wet."
"Why did you leave early? You went with them as a date right?"
"Yeah, well sort of. I went with Louis. We were kinda in a relationship. I ended up getting off with Harry. We danced. It was nice. Then I left."
"You and Louis were? What happened?"
"Did I say, were? I meant we are."
"Are you having second thoughts?"
"I don't know that's why I went walking around."
"What's keeping you from not being with Harry?"
"Well it was because he was rude and always bitter. He hinted at first that he wanted nothing to do with me. It later became because he drank too much. He slept with just anyone. He can be an asshole. I remember I received a bruise and he knew someone hit me. I don't know how he knew but that worried me. I never questioned him though."
"Well if you ever need any one to talk to give me a call."
"I would love to but you're paparazzi I don't know what you would do with the information I give you. I shouldn't even be talking to you."
"You can trust me though."
I'm not convinced but I agree with him anyways so that I could leave sooner.
I enter the house and no one is here. Maybe they are still at the party. I jog up the stairs and to my room. I shove some clothes into my bag, an extra tooth brush, what little money I had left, and my phone charger.
I think maybe it would be best if I left. They would be better off without me. I'm not cut out to be around celebrities. I don't know why I thought it would work.
I hear the door slam downstairs. I hide my bag in my closet. Guess I won't be leaving tonight. I stay up here. Silent and without movement.
I hear stomps coming up the stairs. My door swings open. The door nob made a hole in the wall. I jump. He looks at me. His green eyes met my brown ones.
He looks furious. His eyes are dark. His hair was damp. "What the hell Jade, you had me worried sick! Why did you run off?" He exploded.
"I didn't want to be there anymore." I give him my back.
"Really. That doesn't explain why you took the wrong exit. You're face is going to be everywhere."
"Why do you care? I left. I wasn't there with you to begin with. I was there with Louis remember my boyfriend."
"I'm not an idiot. Why'd you have your phone off then? We couldn't even find you."
"That was kinda the point." I place my hand on my hip.
"The guys are still out driving around looking for you. Where did you go?"
"I came here obviously."
"Why did you leave?"
"Because I wanted too."
"Why did you leave?"
"I just answered you."
"Why did you leave?" He says louder each time. "Stop being stubborn and answer the damn question."
"I just decided to leave. Why is that so hard for you to understand."
"It's not the truth and I know you hate liars. Why did you leave?"
"I left because of you." I pause. " I left because you had to pry yourself into my life. You couldn't just leave me alone. You had to change, and for me. You just had to dance with me tonight. You had to bring back memories. You are making my head spin. It's you. It's all you. You are the reason I left. When I'm near you I can't think straight. You make my heart race yet make my blood boil. I can't seem to get you out of my head, my thoughts. You're everywhere. I can't take it anymore." I was breathing heavily. I can't believe I just said that. I look away, I'm afraid of what he is going to say.
He makes long strides over to me. I feel him behind me. His breath still heavy. He grabs my shoulders forcing me to face him, he backs me into the wall. "So when I'm near you, I'm all you think about. What about now?" He puts his hand on the wall and leans closer to me. His eyes are a dark green. He had a wicked smile. "Stop Harry. I'm with Louis." I try to get away. "Are you? It doesn't sound like much a relationship to me." He puts his face closer to me. I felt his body press closer to me. "Why don't you tell me how I really make you feel?" He caresses the side of my face. "I can feel your pulse racing. You're breathing getting a little faster. Why don't you tell me the affect I have on you?"
"Yo-you have no effect on me." "Really? Your body is saying something totally different. What if I kissed you would you stop me?" I pause. "Yes."
He crashed his lips onto mine. I tried to fight him back, but I just stopped. My skin burned at his touch. He pushes me more against the wall.