Chapter 4
-Arielle’s POV-
After I closed the door, I watched through the window how Harry left, crestfallen with his hands in his pockets.
I felt guilty. It wasn’t his fault. He wasn’t responsible of what happened. He had to leave the party because of me.
“Hey honey, what happened?” My mom pulled me out of my thoughts while appearing behind me, with her wet, curly black hair loose. “No, nothing mom.” I answered and she approached to me and placed her hand in my shoulder. “I’ve known you for 17 years now, since I got you for nine months in my belly, and I know you are lying. Maybe that cute guy, Harry wouldn’t recognize it but you can’t lie to me.” Mom demanded in a comforting tone. “I have never established a curfew. What the hell happened?” Yes, she swears sometimes.
“Nothing mom!” I answered. “Okay, maybe you don’t want to tell me right now, but when you are confident enough, I will lend you my hearing.” She said after she sighed. “I promise I will, mom. I’m okay.” I replied. I didn’t want to worry her. “Did you get to eat dinner?” She asked while heading to the kitchen. “Not really, but I’m not hungry either.” I answered while following her. “Well, I was about to make some popcorns to watch a movie just when you arrived.” She expressed while placing a bowl in the microwave. “Oh, sorry for ruining your perfect late Friday night in the house plan.” I replied fake laughing and looking at the ground.
“Hey, you didn’t ruin anything. I was about to invite you to join me.” She answered and took the bowl out from the microwave when it beeped. “No, it’s okay. I am feeling tired. I will head to sleep.” I said and head to the stairs. “Okay sweetie. I’ll be in my room. Goodnight.” She shouted while I was heading upstairs.
I got to my room, threw my heels to someplace and turned on the lights. I closed my door and I threw myself on my bed. I placed myself under my pillows and instantly started crying.
Why? Why did this happen to me? I don’t even know what to feel. What might Harry think? That I’m a party pooper or a little girl that has a curfew and can’t drink alcohol. Yes, that’s what he might think. But he doesn’t know what really happened, I can’t tell him, if I tell him he wouldn’t believe me..
It’s surreal. But I can’t stay like this all night.
I got up.
Fuck. I stained my bed with make up.
I headed to the bathroom and I looked awful. My hair was all messed up, my make up spread all around my face. ‘What a way to improve my mood!’ I thought sarcastically.
I took off that disgusting dress. Hmm, maybe I should burn it. I don’t know.
I put on my pajamas, my hair into a bun and washed the make up off my face. I brushed my teeth. I turned every light off, crawled onto my bed, muffled up under my blankets and tried to fall asleep in between the stupid tears that won’t stop streaming.
-Harry’s POV-
After I left Arielle’s house, I parked my car in the garage and entered my house. I locked the door and headed to kitchen. I was a bit hungry. I searched for any decent food that was left home. I found a bag of Doritos and started to eat them. I headed upstairs and entered my room. As per usual I stared at Arielle’s window. Everything was off although I could enclose her silhouette lying in bed. It felt odd not to say goodnight to her before going to bed. Maybe she was tired.
I sighed and laid in my bed, scrolling through my twitter when I got a text from an unknown number.
Unknown: Had a lot of fun with your little princess tonight, if I were you I will not let her out of my sight ;)
I instantly sat up, who is this person? What fun? Who is my little princess? And finally, what the hell is happening?
I texted back worriedly.
H: Who the hell are you and what’s happening?
Soon I received a response:
Unknown: You don’t need to know by now. I don’t want to torture your dreams. You better go off to sleep. Maybe you’ll find out soon. But for now you just need to know that I had an awesome night with her. Thank you.
What the actual fuck? Okay. Doesn’t want to torture my dreams? It’s already torturing my thoughts. Who the fuck is this?
I got up of the bed and started walking from side to side thinking. I am so confused right now. Maybe they messed up the number and texted me by mistake. Or they confused me. I don’t know. I’m so frustrated.
But if it was me, who would be that ‘her’ or my ‘little princess’? Arielle. No, no no no! It can’t be her; we left because she had a curfew. Nothing happened to her, although I have to admit she seemed weird, nothing happened to her. Did it? I started to feel guilty and unconsciously a few tears started streaming down my face.
No, nothing happened to her. I was with her every time. Wasn’t I? No, fuck! She went to the bathroom alone. No she was okay, but why did she last so long? No, no she seemed a bit different when she came back but no, no, no!
I was currently battling in between if something happened to her or if she was all right. My mind was killing me right now and driving me crazy. I felt like I was stuck somewhere, I was a prisoner of my own remorse and insecurity. I didn’t feel free.
I just feel like I need to shout, I feel a pressure in my chest. Until eventually I shouted. My thoughts were torturing me.
I sharply sat down at the edge of the bed and buried my face in my hands and tried to breath calmly.
I got downstairs and went to get a drink of water. When I drank it, I went back up, took off my clothes and went to wash my face and brushed my teeth. I went back to my room and turned off all the lights. I approached to my window and stared at Arielle’s silhouette through her curtains.
I just hope nothing bad happened to her.
After a while, I closed my curtains and crawled to my bed. I put my phone to charge and I settled in bed. I closed my eyes and tried to avoid any of the wonders that were still driving me crazy although it seemed impossible.
Later, I finally felt asleep and wished to have a goodnight and unconsciously wished Arielle the same.
a.n: hey guys!!!
its not that long sorry,
-this chapter was written by: @gabbysykesirwin , read her stories because she's fab.
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