After Him

chapter 1

"I cannot believe someone got murdered.." Thalias voice echos from over the phone. Everyone has the news channel on, flashes of caution tape appear while the reporter talks rapidly. "And that gruesome too? that poor girl..." She adds.

I can't take my eyes off the screen. I just saw her walking the other day, and she was gone like that.

I squeeze my eyes shut.

"Harley? My brother knocks on my room door.

"What's up?" I say, giving permission for him to come in.

He walks in, sitting next to me on my bed. "My friends and I are going out, wanna come?" He asked.

"Thalia I got to go, I'll talk about this all later." I hang up the phone. I let out a sigh, "is damien coming?" I question.

"Yea.." He mutters.

"No, I'll stay home." I mumble, getting up.

"Cmon he won't even talk to you." He pleads.

He knows Damien makes me uncomfortable. I roll my eyes.

"If he bothers you, you can leave." He says.

It's been forever since I've gone out.

"Fine, where are we going?" I walk over to my closet.

"Just the movies." He says

"Get the fuck out nate." He puts his hands up  and leaves.

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I get in my brother's car with Damien. I sit up front with my brother, pulling my shorts down a little.

Tight shorts give the worst fucking wedgies.

My blonde hair is up as usual because I can't handle it down. I look out the window at the sunset, the colors blend together perfectly. I can't get the murder put of my mind though.  Should I really be going out?

Nate puts the car in park.

"C'mon." He says, opening the door and getting out. I reach for my door handle, but it opens before I can reach it. Damien looks at me and smiles.

"Thanks." I smile at him. He nods.

"Hurry the fuck up." Nate says, already at the doors.

We walk inside, there's a line. I look at Nate, knowing he's gonna be upset because he has zero patience. He stands there with his arms crossed. I laugh a little and he gives me a glare. A hand slides around my waist from behind. Cold metal rings on his fingers send chills down my spine. I jump a tiny bit when I see it's Damien.

What the fuck.

"Get your hand off." I whisper. He smiles before taking it off.

I cringe a little

Ew.

I step away from him, now standing by my brother.

We are finally at the front of the line.

"Three please, for the conjuring." Nate asks, handing the sales person a 20. I've never liked scary movies, but it's October so why not.

We head to the theater, find back row seats. I end up between Nate and Damien. I shift nervously. I look at damien who is contently watching the screen.

"I'll be back, I'm going to the bathroom." I tell them. I get up, Damien sits on my right, that's the way I have to go. And there is little room between him and the seats infront of us. Fuck. Do I face him and walk past? Or the other way?

I face away from him and scoot by, his hands lightly touch my thigh as I squeeze by.

I quickly walk to the bathroom, I look in the mirror. Why is Damien flirting with me? He's never shown any interest before.

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"That movie wasn't even scary." Damien says, getting in the car. "I heard there's a party at Emmetts tonight, we should go." He adds.

"Yea Zain is back in town, let me drop Harley at home first." Nate agrees.

Zain? I haven't seen him since freshman year.

"I want to come." I argue.

"Fuck no, are you insane?" Nate turns towards me. Its mostly college kids at parties, and nate never let's me go cause all his college friends will 'try getting in my pants'

"Let her go Nate." Damien laughs. "She's a big girl she can handle it," he looks at me "right Harley?" He smiles.

His stupid fucking smile. I shoot him a glare.

"Yea.." I agree.

"Final answer is no." Nate says.

"But-" I try to argue.

"No buts." He grips the steering wheel and starts driving. I cross my arms and let out a huff.

I'm going. Whether he likes it or not.

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Hi loves !! Sorry I haven't posted, but I was wondering if we wanted character aesthetics? Also this chapter was severely edited so it might not be the best

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