It's only us. (ON HOLD)

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When he parked the car I decided I wasn't gonna sit around and wait on him, unbuckling my seatbelt and opening my own door I left a dumbfounded and confused Diego in the car.

I walked away from him frustrated, not only at the fact that we were doing so good a few seconds ago, but at the fact he decided to park so far away from the entrance.

I stormed off towards the doors of the building without a second thought. I know I seem irrational but for the first time, I was finally gonna play into his hands, fall for his antics, let him finally get close to me. But in that moment it felt like all that effort he was trying to accomplish just went out of the window. And maybe, after all, it was an act as I thought.

"Niara" he called out, as he furiously slammed the door behind him. I kicked my heels off before I picked them up and continued walking. Now I should have been careful and watched my step because it is unsafe to walk in a parking lot without shoes on.

My foot grazed over something sharp before I felt the searing pain of a wound. I winced loudly as I picked my foot up quickly and decided to walk off the pain. "Niara I know you just.." he led on, before he reached his hand out to me.

I shooed it away as I ignored the pain and walked to the door with an apparent limp. I heard a grunt of frustration before his arms wrapped around me as he lifted me up carrying me bridal style through the automatic doors.

I pushed on his chest shooting a death glare at him, but all he said in return to them was "don't cause a fucking scene." My eyes widened as for once I didn't have a witty comeback, I decided to keep my mouth closed.

He carried me to the elevator, and we took it up til we got to our floor. Walking to the door he released one of his arms from around my waist and it caused me to hold onto his neck to make sure he didn't drop me.

"I'm not gonna drop you, Niara." He muttered, as he fished around for the room key before he pressed it on the door and we heard the click. He wrapped his arm back under me before he pushed our door open.

Dropping my heels to the floor he put me on my bed and left me there as he walked to the bathroom.

The pain from my foot was almost unbearable as it felt like my skin was on fire. The best way to describe it was a fresh paper cut, yet thirty times bigger.

I pulled my foot up to my lap and examined the gash, as it was on the inner part of my foot. "Fuck" I seethed through my teeth. I stood up on my heel and began to limp my way to my suitcase.

Yet I was distracted by the sound of running water in the bathroom. He would take a shower right now.

I began to dig through my suitcase for any bandages and rubbing alcohol, it's not unlikely to keep a small first aid kit in my purse and stuff.

And luckily, it's just a little flesh wound nothing major no stitches needed but I might need a rain check on the pool.

As I hobbled my way back to my bed the bathroom door opened and Diego beelined towards me without a word and picked me up again. But this time he lugged me over his shoulder without a thought.

"Stop it" I said pressing on his back. "Put me down, I don't need you to treat me like a kid!" I exclaimed.

"Can you just be quiet for five seconds, my God Niara." He said, as he set me down on the toilet seat. "Put your foot in the hot water and stop giving me a hard time."

He pulled up the bottom of my dress that was around my leg before I dipped my foot into the hot water. I winced softly before his eyes softened and he sighed.

We sat in silence before he lifted my foot out to examine it carefully.

Taking a washcloth from above our heads he took a small pack of rubbing alcohol from the first aid kit and ripped it with his teeth before he set it on my lap. Carefully drying my foot off, he applied the rubbing alcohol.

It stung like hell, as I didn't even realize i've been gripping the life out of his shoulder ever since he set me down.

"I'm sorry." I said, releasing my hand," I didn't mean to hurt you if I did.." Yet, he didn't pay me any mind. He was focused on applying the big waterproof bandage over my wound.

I watched as he began to remove the outer layer of the bandage before he stuck it onto my foot. Rubbing the sides softly, he backed away.

"All done." He said abruptly, before he turned and walked out the door closing it behind him.