The Player's Losing Hand - (Love Island the Game FanFiction)

Chapter 31: Under Cover of Darkness

Out of touch
out of reach, yeah
you could try
to get closer to me
I'm in luck
I'm in deep, yeah
Hypnotized
I'm shakin' to my knees
I gotta know tonight
if you're alone tonight
Can't stop this feeling
Can't stop this fight

Oh, I get hysterical
hysteria
Oh can you feel it
do you believe it?
It's such a magical
mysteria
When you get that feelin'
better start believin'
'Cause it's a miracle
oh say you will
ooh babe
Hysteria when you're near

- Def Leppard -

Bobby sat on the bench, tucked into the shadows he looked up at Skye's corner room windows as he'd done every night for the past 2 weeks.

With recording taking place at the studio each day, he'd temporarily moved into the home he'd taken Skye to... making it easier to stay close to her....

Well, as close as the supposed restrictive order had indicated was allowed at any case. That and Henrik's presence.

Each night he took what he could get.... just needing to bide his time until an opening presented itself. He was getting pretty fucking tired of hiding in the shadows though... tired of acting like prey when he was a predator.

But he took what scraps he could.... which was usually the fleeting view of her as she closed the curtains for the night...

Sometimes though, on a clear night like tonight, his patience was rewarded by an entire hour of her sitting in a chair she'd moved next to the window to look out at the stars.

With his camera zoom, he could see her clearly and to anyone walking by it just looked as though he was looking at his phone.

She couldn't see him of course...

The bench he found in the little garden next to the car park across the street from the hospital building was obscured from the building by the shadows cast by tree canopy above....

Giving him the perfect spot to sit and imagine he was near her as he looked at her image on the screen of his phone.

Cursing under his breath as Henrik joined her in the window, Bobby clenched his fist in irritation.

"Fuckin' arsehole mini thor... she's still mine... you have no fuckin idea....

He traced the slight scar on his lip with the tip of his tongue... just one of several places where he'd had to get stitches from the fight with Henrik.

Furrowing his brow, he glared at the man's image.

"What ah'd dae tae be able tae hand yer arse tae yeh... yeh fuckin Swedish git." He growled softly.

Bobby watched as Henrik bent, hugging her from behind and Skye smiled... turning her head and kissing him.

Reaching up a hand to gently caress his face... she ran her fingers through Henrik's hair and smiled at him lovingly.

Bobby tensed, memories of her doing the same thing to him in the weeks following the finale.

God... it felt like a knife to his chest.

Something different was happening tonight though...

Bobby cocked his head curiously as he observed the two having a quick discussion, followed by Henrik kissing her again...

He could swear it looked like he just said the words 'goodnight baby'...

Henrik picked up large laundry sack, slung it over his shoulder and left the window with Skye waving after him.