Beau and Arrows (A Beau Brooks/Janoskians Story)

Bone-Crunching Beauty

@EllieFisher99

Their mouths moved in perfect synchronisation. Neither of them were sure when they had first begun to kiss, but the kiss remained until the song ended. C'Mon by Ke$ha starting to play and everybody began cheering. Paige felt manly hands pull her away from Beau, and she let out a small sigh. Frankie's high pitch laugh sounded through her ears.

“Next song is mine!” Frankie challenged. Beau looked just as out of it as she was, neither of them expected the kiss to happen. A familiar sound of fear sounded, another message. Straight away, the pain in her chest told her it was one of those message.

“No, actually.” Paige said, staring at Beau. “I have to go. Thanks for the party Frankie. Don't be a stranger.” She shouted, running off. She felt like Cinderella, running away from her Prince Charming.

“Go away!” She whined for the hundredth time that morning, and she cocooned herself into a ball on her bed. Pillows and blankets surrounded her as she felt the hangover of last night's kiss kick in. She never wanted to see him again! She never wanted to see herself anyway. She had been such an idiot, kissing him. She knew what players like him were like, she knew that she couldn't possible like a guy after a weekend and an event 6 months ago he had surely forgotten by now.

“Paige Arrows, let me in, right now!” Her mother screeched, thumping her fists on the door. For once, her mother's voice didn't scare her. She watched as the locked door handle rattled, but her mother could not enter.

“No, leave me alone!” She knew Beau liked somebody else, another girl who was probably ten times more attractive, ten times more amazing, had known him ten times longer. He had confessed that the night he had dropped her off, probably to hint to her that their relationship was nothing more then friends, good friends who saved each other's lives once or twice but nothing more then that.

“I know what happened last night.” Andrea said, her anger rising. “I know you kissed that boy!”

“It doesn't matter. It's over now. I'll probably never see him again.”

“It's for the best.” Andrea told her, and to Paige's surprise, she walked away from the bedroom door and soon later down the stairs.

The hours ticked by, until the sun began to set in the sky. The sunset glow shone orange through her pastel bedroom, before fading into red, and finally, blackening with the night. She always saw in movies, but never believed a person could sit and think for hours on end, not moving or eating, not doing anything but somehow keeping themselves entertained. But she proved her own theory incorrect, as she lay in the same spot, so fixed and amused in her own depressing and grudging thoughts that they carried her through the day.

Rat. Tat. Tat.

That was the only thing that made her move, that made her jump out of bed in fright. The messages had been absent for days, and although they terrified her, they calmed her paranoia.

If he's texting me he can't be hurting me.

She thought to herself. It was a stupid, pointless theory but somehow it made her feel safer. But the texts had been absent for days. And he was here, she knew it, she could feel an evil presence. She thought about the house, her mother and father would be at their dinner now and only Cameron was downstairs, with his personal trainer in the gym which was floors away. She wouldn't be able to make a run for it. Besides, her feet felt like they were glued to the ground.

“Paige.” A loving voice hissed. She opened the window to see Beau, hanging onto the window ledge with one hand, the other raised to the window to knock again. She wanted to shut him out, to close the window and be rid of him, but she knew the jolt would make him fall, and no matter how much she despised what had happened, a four storey fall was far too drastic. She held his hand and pulled him into the house, rolling her eyes. She knew Cameron was working out in the gym which was in the basement, and he would hear the noises and come to protect her. Then Cameron would discover Beau, and Paige didn't want to think about what happened next. No matter how close her relationship was with Cameron, he had always been a mother's boy, her mother's favourite. He looked up to her like the stars in the sky and was more loyal to her then anybody he had ever met in the rest of his life.