Chapter Eight.

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It feels like I only go backwards, baby...
Every part of me, says go ahead...

I got my hopes up again..

Oh no, not again...

it feels like we only go backwards, baby...

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Rory~

WE pulled up outside of the Chateau after dropping Pope off at his place. My brother had said we would meet back at JJ's place as it was closest from the lighthouse, but it also wasn't the safes place, so we didn't go there. Instead, here I was with JJ on my trail as I entered the trashed the house.

Chills run down my spine as I see the state of the entire place. Glasses shattered, things broken, the pull out sofa flipped over, the cabinets ruck sacked.

"A tornado went through here!" JJ muttered shaking his head while I walk into my room, to find it just as trashed as the rest of the place.

"No... not my posters of Harry and Taylor!" I whined. My eyes widening as I see my posters ripped from the walls, the banners pulled down and my desk flipped over, the mirror broken and all of my things scattered on the dirty floor. My closet was open, clothes strewn around everywhere. "Why would they rip the posters JJ?" I cried out, pouting as I turned to look at him.

He was leaning on the doorframe as he took in the state of my room. "They were searching high and low for the compass, princess..." He replied, trying to be sympathetic.

"Yeah, so what? What did the gods of the music industry do to them?" I rolled my eyes as I started to pick out some clean clothes, grab some unbroken things and put them back in their places.

"Yeah-- I don't know what to say about that," JJ shakes his head.

"Get out, I need to change into clean clothes. I feel gross from all the scarping we did earlier," I roll my eyes as I flip over my mattress and put it on the bed diagonally, not having the energy or the strength to put it in its proper place before sighing heavily.

"Need help with the zip again, baby?" JJ smirked at me.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Always the gentleman ready to help a lady in distress, aren't you, JJ?" I replied back, smiling at hi playfully.

"Oh, you know me, I'd do anything for you, my princess..." He bows, smirking as his words make my heart race slightly.

"Get out, J" I laughed. I spot a spare t-shirt lying around on the floor, picking it up and chucking it him as he caught it. 

He smirks at me, his tongue swirling inside his mouth as it pokes to the side of his cheek. His eyes darkening as he laughs, sending me a quick wink and a flying kiss. 

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