Always and Forever // H.S.

23| nightlife

-play this song^ when the * shows up below to make your reading experience better.
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February 1st, 2018
(Same night)

Danielle Scott

"Uhm excuse me? A little distance?" I raise my voice over the loudness in here.

It's a guy accompanied by one other guy.

Once he fully turned, my eyes went wide in realization of who the guy was.

Fuck.

It's my ex-boyfriend.

Seriously? Out of all people- it had to be him?

"Oh my bad. I didn't realize I was invading your personal space-" He stops mid-sentence as he recognizes who I am as well.

"Wait- Danielle? Is it you? Is it really you? You're alive?!"

I gulp nervously realizing it was too late to avoid him. I release a deep breath since he caught me in a tough position where I can't really leave without making it seem awkward so I turn back around towards him.

"Uhm- yeah it's me." I press my lips together, doing a slight eyebrow raise while running a hand through my hair in sudden shortness of breath. This moment felt inevitable. It was going to happen sooner rather than later while being in New York City.

He looks just like I remember him. His mesmerizing eyes, the color of dark green lake water- but the pretty kind that looks almost like a dark shade of teal. His puppy eyes always drew me in. They were one of my favorite features of him.

But, the narcissistic, manipulating, lying personality that I didn't notice when we first started dating, made me realize he was actually just a repulsive asshole with a terrible attitude that I needed to stay away from instead.

"Holy fuck! I thought you were dead?!" He worriedly tries to reach over to grab my face with his hands but I push him back before he even gets the chance.

I scoff and shake my head not falling for his 'oblivious guy facade'. He acted like he had no idea about what actually happened that tragic night. I'm sure his loud-mouth friends filled him in after I disappeared on him.

"Don't act like you don't know what actually happened. I'm sure your friends filled you in when they found out." I motion with my eyes towards his mute friend in the back who just scratched the back of his neck nervously.

"What are you talking about babe? I thought you were dead!" He raises his voice over the music with a frown, arms extending out towards me.

"Yeah right, and don't fucking call me babe. You don't have the right." I spit at him in regret of ever dating him.

"Uh- I don't recall ever breaking it off Danielle?.. and this whole time that i've been mourning your supposed loss, you've been alive?!" He continues yelling over the loud music only making me angrier.

"You're unbelievable." I scoff again, eyes becoming watery, anger consistently rising internally. I guess he still gets a rise out of me. "How can you say all that like it's my fault? It's been almost two years and not once did you try to find me or try to find out what really happened to me!" I say between clenched teeth, looking back and forth from him to his friend in the back who avoided my gaze.

I look back over at Harry and Noah hoping they were in their own world.

Unfortunately, they noticed what was going on and suddenly concern was written all over their faces. They had stopped laughing and were now aware of what was going on between Elijah and I. Harry gave me a worried look and I turned away from him to deal with this asshole. I haven't actually told Harry about Elijah and how I disappeared on him. Harry knows the story of how my ex ruined me.. but not the part where we didn't officially break it off.. let alone, who my ex was.