Arriving in New York, checking in hotel, everything happens in a blur. I think I'm in shock or maybe I have lost the ability to feel anything. Once we are in our suite, Abel takes off to Dino's room saying the have something to discuss. Probably another secret which I'm not sure I want to know. Maybe this was a mistake, dropping everything and coming here. Of course it was a fucking mistake. I'm so tired from all the revelation and long flight that I drift off to sleep on top of duvet in the same clothes I have worn for over seven hours now.
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I wake up feeling something heavy on me. Slowly opening my eyes, I look down and see I am embraced by Abel, his head on my chest and arms around my waist. Carefully, I peel my body away from his, putting his head down on the pillows and sit up feeling disoriented for a minute. Then I remember, New York. I look for my phone but cannot find it. Quietly I make my way to the chair where my tote resides. I notice that my feet are bare, maybe Abel removed my shoes when he came back this morning.
I look back at the sleeping boy in the bed. Once I would have felt the luckiest girl alive to be dating Mr. Tesfaye himself. The guy every girl in the world obesess over. But right now all I feel is.. I don't know honestly.
I strip off my leggings, standing only in my underwear and Abel's tee shirt I wore yesterday. I find my phone in my bag but the battery's dead. I take out charger from it and plug it into nearest socket. My phone comes alive, pinging relentlessly from the notifications.
I quickly type in a message for Tabitha and Lexi letting them know I landed and checked into the hotel. Then I see a text from Shane. My heartbeat quickens remembering my nosing around from yesterday. He must have translated the notes. But before I can open them a voice from behind startle me.
"Good morning ma." He says in his raspy just-woke-up-from-sleep voice. He smiles at me but his face falls when I don't reciprocate.
"Are you still angry about last night?" He refers to his admission of theft and possible homicide.
Angry... I turn that word in my head. Am I angry? No. Am I stupefied? Yes.
"I don't know Abel." I discontentedly say. He gets up from bed and walk over to me. Taking my wrist, he turns me towards him, his arms circling my waist.
"No. Abel, no." I push at his chest. "I need space. Space to think. Please." I don't look up at him, my eyes fixated on the floor. I hear him let out an exasperated breath. "Okay, fine. Take all the space you need." He spats at me and walks away to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.
His reaction makes me feel like I have done something wrong. Yes, falling for him, that's what I did wrong.
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