ephialtes [h.s]

chapter 1

Dawns POV:

I wake to the sound of the birds chirping on the branch outside my window. I open my eyes and see the light filtering through my curtains and onto my bed. Coral, my Golden Retreiver, jumps up onto my bed and licks my face.

I hop up and put on my record of Adele, I'm so excited for her new album. I jam to her music while I make my breakfast and get ready for my favourite time of the week. Sunday. My plan today is to catch the train into Paris and go to my all-time favourite farmer's market.

I chuck on a black crop top, my favourite pair of denim jeans, my high-top black converse, and some jewelry. I grab my tote bag, sunnies, keys, book, I say goodbye to Coral and I'm out the door. I walk down to Creamer Coffees and get an iced latte. The weather is beautiful, I love living in Chantilly, definitely the best decision I have made in my 18 years of living.

The train station is only 10 minutes away, so I put in my headphones and walk. The architecture around is gorgeous, with mixes of yellows and browns and even some pink in places. I've become really friendly with all the people around here, I really like my boss Audrey, she really didn't need my help at the bookstore, but I begged because it's always been my dream to work at a bookstore.

Once I reach the train station, I tap my card and I'm on my way to Paris. It's only a 30-minute train ride so I grab my book, turn my volume up and let the time pass away.

I walk out of the train station and into the beautiful city of Paris. I'm breath taken every time I come here, even though I've been here several times in the past 6 months. I know by memory now how to get to Marché des Enfants Rouges.

I grab another coffee and go on my way through the market. I stroll past the stalls, buy a few things here and there, talk to stall owners and friendly people on the street. I get to the end of the market, put my headphones back in and check what I just bought.

I bought cheese, a new book a h- I bump into someone.

"Ah shit," a female voice echoes after we bump into each other. I take out my headphones and look up into a familiar face.

"I'm sor- Dawn Ambers?" she implies.

"Mia Styles?" I reply to the too familiar face.

"Yes, oh my gosh how have you been? I haven't seen you in... what's it been?" Mia asks.

"I think nearly 3 years? Since 11th grade. I've been amazing how have you been?"

"Wow such a long time, I've missed you, girl! I've had such a fun time living in Paris," she says enthusiastically whilst distracted from wiping her shirt. Only now do I realise I spilled my coffee down the front of her shirt.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry, I'm so clumsy," I apologise profusely whilst fumbling to find any sort of tissue or cloth in my bag.

"It's alright, what's a bit of spilled coffee anyways," she forgives as she wraps her coat around her.

"It's so great to see you again Mia! Do you want to grab a bite somewhere and catch up?" I ask still feeling bad about the shirt.

"Of course! Where do you want to go?" she says as we start walking.

We finish our lunch and drink our coffees, my third one of the day, as the conversation flows on. We've talked about friends, careers, and all things that have passed since 11th grade.

"So, how's your family been?" she asks knowing it's a touchy topic.

"Gosh, not much has changed, to be honest. Dad is still horrible to mum; Ryan is starting to realise how bad things are and mum is still the same, quiet and submissive to whatever dad says. I see them once a month, but it always ends in massive arguments," I state honestly.

"Oh, I'm sorry Dawn, I shouldn't have brought it up, I thought something would have changed by now," Mia replies with a sad glint in her eyes.

She's always hated the way my dad has treated mum. "No, it's fine. How's your family anyways?" I asked.

"Still don't know who my dad is, mum is still an alcoholic, but I haven't seen her in years. Oh, and Harry is a famous Rockstar now, he's in a band called Ephialtes. They just finished tour and he's coming to stay here for a while."

Shocked with the news about Harry I stay quiet for a moment.

"You alright Dawn?" Mia asks worriedly

"Yeah, wow, I mean I always knew he was going to be big for his music but famous is a whole new level. I think I've heard of the band here and there, but I never realised he was in it."

"All that hard work paid off for him I guess, he's coming down next week maybe you'll see him."

"I don't think me and Harry ever coming close to each other is a good idea anymore."

"What? You were always such good friends?"

"Did he seriously not tell you?" I ask as she shakes her head.

"Son of a bitch, I always thought that was the reason you stopped texting me," I mumble as she laughs at the idea.

"Dawn, you never texted me. I haven't received a text from you since you left in grade 11. Anyways, what the hell happened between you two?"

After a long while of telling her the tragic story of me and Harry. She looks in my sorrowful eyes with nothing but hurt for me.

"I can't believe he would do that, why did I not know. You should have told me, Dawn."

"I know, but I was heartbroken and hurt and I didn't want anything to do with him anymore."

"I'm so sorry" she pleads on behalf of Harry.

"It's alright, it's been three years so it's in the past. I just really don't want to see him."

"Yeah, of course, I understand," she sympathised, "Oh wow time flies, It's already three o'clock."

"Shit I need to get back home, I have work at 4." I exclaimed quickly packing up my things.

"Yeah, I should probably go too, it was so good to see you, Dawn. Do you want to catch up next week?"

"Yes of course that would be amazing!"

We exchange numbers and go off on our own ways. I hop back on the train and sort through my brain swarming with information about Harry. I really do hope I never see him again.

I get home from my shift at the bookshop, hop in the shower, make some dinner, and sit down on the couch with Coral and watch some TV. I can't stop thinking about him and the heartbreak he rained down on me when I last saw him. He's in a fucking band? He's famous?

I grab my laptop next to me, open google, and search the band name, Ephialtes.

Wow, he really is famous... with girls all over him, like always.

Still hot as always, with his long brunette locks, he's added a few more tattoos, God he's got an even better body if that's even possible.

I play one of their songs, a cover, of teenage dirtbag.

Wow, they're really good. AND ALL SO FUCKING HOT!! I really, really, really don't want to see him.

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hey guys!!

this is the first book I'm writing so sorry if its not that great.

BUT I LOVE THE COVER OF TEENAGE DIRTBAG!!!

i hope you love the story xoxo