A Night At The Hilton - Chapter 11

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Michael's POV ~ 

“Heather read this” I squeak as I throw the phone to her folding my arms.

“What is it?” she asks slightly confused.

“Just read it”

“Just because you went back to make sure your best friend is safe, doesn’t mean your other half will be? Sweet dreams, kiss kiss”

“First someone tries to hurt you, now they’re going for Dwayne. What the hell am I supposed to do?!” I weep

“Maybe you could go back to see him, I was planning on going out somewhere with the guy from the lobby so I’ll be safe”

“I could” I pause. “I just don’t feel comfortable about leaving you behind especially after today but then again I don’t feel safe about not knowing if Dwayne’s okay at home and that could be the reason he didn’t pick up”

“He didn’t answer when you called him?” Heather asks

I shake my head “I left a message asking for me to meet him here with some clothes for a night or two so I gathered he got it but he didn’t call me back or text”

“You should go home and make sure he’s okay, I can always stay here and if he gets here while you’re going back I’ll call you and let you know he’s safe”

“Okay well here’s the room key in case he comes back and please stay safe” I say getting the plastic card out of my back pocket before giving Heather a quick hug and making my way downstairs to the car.

I get in the car and drive onto the highway to get back as fast as possible to make sure Dwayne’s safe. After what seemed to take forever to get back home I finally arrive parking the car and making my way upstairs to our apartment. I slide the key in the door expecting to be welcomed to Dwayne doing something around the house but instead, I see a note on the coffee table in the lounge room. I make my way over to the yellow post it note and pick it up to read what it says.

You probably came home to see if he was okay or not. Well guess what? He’s not even here. What a shame

I tear up the note in frustration and throw it in the trash before I realize, someone had been in the apartment other than Dwayne. I run back to the front door and inspect it seeing it doesn’t look the slightest bit tampered with and I continue to check and see with all the windows even though we’re on the 8th floor. Everything seems to be okay which makes me even more confused how someone got inside without busting open the door or coming in through a window.

Heather’s POV ~

Seeing as though Michael had gone back home I decided to go see Ryan again. I make my way into the elevator and reach the bottom floor as the doors slide open to reveal him seated behind the counter looking like perfection as he typed away on the computer and answered a phone call. I make my over to him and he smiles as he looks up at me. I lean over the desk grabbing a pen and begin to poke him with it. He smiles even more while trying to concentrate on the call on the other end. I pull the pen away from him and start biting on it as I get bored as his call continues. He looks at me and shakes his head as he silently laughs so the other person doesn’t hear him. I begin to make random faces at him trying to make him burst as I see the laughter building up inside of him as he barely holds it in.

“Okay thank you for calling, bye now!” he says as he places the phone in its holder. “You, are quite a distraction you know”

“So I’ve been told” I answer poking my tongue at him.

“What brings you down here anyway? I don’t get off till six remember?”

“I know, my friend has some weird drama going on and had to go home and sort it so I have nothing at all to do while he’s gone” I whisper leaning slightly over the desk.

“Well isn’t that a shame” he teases leaning closer

“It sure is”

We look each other in the eye and just admire each other for a few moments before slightly getting closer still as our noses rub against each other and we both close our eyes.

“HEATHER!” someone yells completely ruining the mood. I turn to see who called my name seeing as though everyone seems to be doing it lately.

I turn and see someone walking closer towards me who looks very familiar. Suddenly their face is revealed out of the bright light coming in the doors.

“Dwayne oh my god is that you?!”

“Anyone would think you missed me” He laughs

“Ryan this is Dwayne, Michael’s boyfriend” I introduce

Ryan gives a wave and smile to him as he returns the favour.

“Here’s your room key, I have no use for it”

“Thank you, I might go straight up to the room and relax for a bit now I’m here”

“Okay I’ll catch up with you later then” I wave as Dwayne makes his way to go upstairs.

Ryan suddenly places his head on my shoulder and wraps one arm around my waist pulling me into him.

“You know I could finish work early and we could always spend some time with each other” he purrs in my ear.

“I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble or anything”

“There’s 15 minutes until I’m supposed to finish, I highly doubt anyone will really worry”

“Well what are we waiting for?” I ask making a run for the other lift and pulling Ryan along behind me.

The lift quickly takes us to the floor and I continue to pull Ryan along behind me as we run down the empty hallways giggling in search for my room. We make it finally and I rush to open the door and quickly close it behind us. We make our way straight over to the bed and I push Ryan so he’s sitting down looking at me.

“Someone was keen to get up here weren’t they?” He laughs

“Says the one who suggested we come up here, I had planned on us going to Starbucks or something” I respond.

“Be quiet and come over here”

I do as he instructs and take a step towards him. Before my foot even reconnects with the ground I’m flying through the air and suddenly lying on top of him. I open my eyes to see his wide open just staring at me with a smile on his face and I lean in to kiss him. Suddenly there’s a knock on the door.

“Who is it?” I yell.

The knocking continues.

“I’ll be back in a sec” I say to Ryan.

I make my way over to the door and open it see Dwayne standing there looking ready to cry.

“Dwayne? What’s wrong?”

“I just got a call from Mark. It’s Michael. Something’s happened to him” he says barely audible as the tears flow down his rosy cheeks.

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