The Last Petal

Chapter 8

*Danielle's POV*

"And a five.. Six .. Seven.. Eight. Bend. Shuffle. Flip. Back dancers go front! Go go go! And a two three four five! Yes! Okay one more time." I repeated all the steps again as the dancers followed my steps.

"That was great! Much better than last time. Mark you need to work on your shuffle. And Lucy bend your knee more than that, we should all have flexible bodies. We're not losing the Golden Cup this year, we can't!"

On my way down the hall to the girls dressing rooms, I saw Mark and Liam arguing, so I walked over to them and clapped trying to get some attention. Liam's eyes were dark and angry. I hated when he got all frustrated and hot-tempered on me.

"Mark. You can leave now. It's over." Liam stated in fury glaring subconsciously at Mark. I frowned and relied on my inner goddess to relieve Liam off of his anger. Mark stomped out of the room groaning and swearing.

"Lili.." I muttered tracing circles on Liam's chest. He swatted my hand away and glared at me, his gaze then moved over to some girl standing by the lockers in her towel wrapped around her. I cleared my throat and Liam's head snapped up to look at me in disinterest as he rolled his eyes.

"Don't call me Lili, it's such a kitty-cat nickname. Now go get my bag, I need some .. You know." He angrily ordered me. I just sighed helplessly and strolled to his backpack. I took it to him and he moved to a corner and got out marijuana and wrapped it up in paper and added another powder with it which I totally knew it screwed Liam.

"Please can you not do this here? At least not now." I begged tugging at his hand before he lit the over-sized cigarette in his hands.

"Leave. My. Hand." He practically growled at me as his eyes grew darker.

"Okay fine Liam. Ugh." I was still dating him. It's because I loved him, he loved me too but lately all the drugs he takes makes him hate me even more. He treats me like his sex slave or a slut he met in a club whenever he needs pleasure. I missed the old cute Liam, the one I fell in love with. I took my car keys and went to the practice room again.

"Listen people! I have an announcement to do. Next Saturday there won't be a practice, it is postponed till further notice. I'll either email, text or tweet you the updates so keep your eyes open and know what you gotta do. Now take your stuff and leave. Have a good day!" I left the room and went to Mark in mine and his office.

He was sitting angrily on his desk as he used the computer. "May I ask you for a favor?" I asked as I walked towards him and threw him the studio's keys. He mumbled a sure.

"I want you to close up after everyone's left please."

"Kay."

Liam strolled in the office and grabbed me by the waist with his right arm snaking around me.

"Let's go babe. We're late." Liam whispered seductively to me. I just ignored. I know what we're late for and I was doing it on purpose. Sex. I was late for sex.

"Let's go sweetie. I got a piece of candy waiting for you. Ready for dessert?" Liam asked feeling tipsy.

"When you're sober enough, we can talk." I harshly answered back. We moved to my car and headed home. On our way home, Liam snored right through my ear drums, I just sighed and helped him for the door when we arrived.

His phone rang but I didn't answer. It was probably one of his drunken friends and they wanna come over and get drunk together or go somewhere to kill themselves with drugs.

I turned his phone off preparing to tell him that it's battery's life ended while we were out. I deleted the missed calls first and all the weird texts he got. I put him to bed and dragged myself downstairs to sit in the living room or sleep on the couch.

And before I knew it, I was in deep sleep counting sheep.

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*Elena's POV*

Harry was right next to me on the floor. And I was like a little girl shaking in front of her new guests, and still all I did was nod and keep my answers as short as possible. But when he said this, I couldn't believe it.

"I'm not worth falling in love with." Harry admitted with his head down. I flashed a frown at him and my hands held his hand tightly squeezing it reassuringly.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"It's a weird story.. I really can't say what it is. But! You can know that if I dated a girl or loved one, I would take her with me into a road in life which she never wanted to go to."

I don't know why what he said hurt me but it was sad. How can a boy not love? Not date? Not feel this thing .. Which.. Shamefully, I myself don't know how it feels. I smiled nervously at Harry.

"You know I might be quite common with you in this point. If I ever dated, I'm sure the boy I'll date will get fed up with me easily. I'm not that of a fun person, neither am I the funny kind of girlfriend which is always fun to be around. Sadly." I shook my head and looked down as our hands switched and Harry's was the one holding mine stroking it with his fingertips.

He chuckled nervously and looked up at my face, "But.. You're beautiful, innocent, cute, and just anything a guy could wish for. Why wouldn't anyone want to be with you? I'm not believing this.. It's not true is it?"

"I don't know. Ask all the boys in my school. Ask Ryan. Ask Dan. Ask Drake. Mike. Sam. Theodor. All!" My eyes squinted as I fell back on bed. His hands stroked my cheek pushing away the hair blocking my face.

"What about you? Why don't you have a girlfriend?" I asked him curiously looking up in passion and creasing my forehead waiting. He shrugged and shook his head nervously, "I'm.. Not the kind of dude who is a keeper. I'm not worth it either you know. I tried so much but it's never been the same as what you think it will be. I had so many girlfriends but they all ended up in my bed and the day after they just leave me alone and when I ask what have I done wrong, they just tell me I wasn't the right one and that.. I'll never be." His head was down again and he shrugged looking back up.

"It isn't your problem anyway. The thing is Elena.. I feel very protective of you." Harry sighed as I sat up and looked at him my head tilting to the side as I discovered his god-like features.

"Kiss me." I ordered him as I sat up properly in a crouching-like position on bed. His eyes widened and he shook his head nervously looking at my eyes and lips hesitantly. I don't know but I felt the urge of taking a delicious risk, after all you gotta live while you're young.

"But everytime.." I cut him off.

"I trust you. Let go off your nerves. Yes. Relax. Now come close. Slowly." He did as I said and in less than a minute our eyes were locked, faces inching closer as our noses brushed. I could feel his hands around my lower back nervously holding me to him as I also went up in a faster pace to feel his soft lips.

"But. Elena I don't wanna lose you." Harry muttered against my lips. I chuckled, "You won't" and went in to kiss him. This was the perfect first kiss anyone could ask for. His hands on my back, and my hand going up slowly to tug at his hair but I just gently held his locks playing sweetly with them and twisting them around my fingers.

"Your sister's here and we're doing naughty stuff." He giggled after he pulled away breathing. I laughed silently and blushed.

I WAS FANGILRING INSIDE ME LIKE FUCK! I JUST KISSED HIM AND IT FELT PERFECT MY STOMACH AND MY DOWN THERE HAD BUTTERFLIES FLYING AROUND LIKE CRAZY!

Harry's naughty smirk made me blush even more. I was the one who asked for the kiss but it seems like Harry has enjoyed it as much as I did.

He broke the silence after some eye-contact and smirks and chuckle exchanges. "You better get to sleep now. Right?" His adorable accent just. Wow.

"Umm. Yes yes. Now, I-I'll sleep. Good-goodnight." I shyly said as I threw myself back on the pillow of the blanket on the floor and snuggled into the other one covering me.

As I was dosing of I swore I heard Harry say, "You are one of a kind Elena Roberts. I guess we'll have a future together. A bright one."