RUN!

46

*Jordan*

At exactly 6 o'clock Declan and Kavinsky come out of their rooms with credit cards in their hands.

"Dinner, come on you two," Kavinsky announces. Jessica jumps up like she's been waiting for an excuse to leave the suite. She's even dressed the part with her matching beige square top and mini skirt.

"Don't we get room service?" I sigh. Declan pulls me up from the bed and laces his hands in mine.

"Dinner's better. There's a cool restaurant inside the hotel," he looks away from me and speaks generally.

  "And the others?" I ask as we enter the elevator.

"What you do here is really no one's business. As long as you're around for role call it's all good," Jessica replies. She clicks the button and the elevator instantly goes down. The movement is so fast I lose my balance and almost fall on Jessica but Declan wraps an arm around my waist to support me. Panicked thoughts race through my mind, what if I had an episode here? What would they think of me? Declan, whose hands are around me right now...would he let go?

As if he could read my mind, Declan leans down and breathes into my neck.
"I won't," he whispers so only I can hear.

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  There's something I didn't tell Adonis back on the stairs. To me, Declan wasn't some unacheivable dream that I stayed up all night to think about. At some point he was, yeah, but then he wasn't. Because he was my dream. And I did achieve my dream. He asked me out and I said yes. We dated for 3 months, we were very loud about the relationship (Adonis just doesn't know anything about kids at his school) then he broke up with me in October. For no apparent reason. A couple weeks into October I found out he'd met Avery at swimming class. I figured I'd found the reason.

  Jessica and I were already friends so I'd acted like I was cool and tried my best to be normal whenever Declan was around. We were exes but that wasn't the end of the world. And I was doing just fine, acting of course, until the start of the year. My parents through a party and I'd invited all my friends over. Not Declan but he got a pass because Jessica had a pass too.

"Want a drink?" Declan asks me as we enter the restaurant.

"Are we allowed to drink?" I blink.

"We're not the ones buying it," he nods at Kavinsky. Jonathan turned 18 back in January so I guess that made sense. None of us were rookies at alcohol. I definitely wasn't but after that party I'd made conscious effort to hold my liquor. I didn't want to repeat the same mistake twice.

Jessica and I take our seats while the boys go get the drinks.

"He looks eighteen anyways," Jessica notes about Declan.

"You shouldn't be drinking," it occurs to me.

"Oh please don't give me that crap. Come on let's take a selfie." Before I can agree or disagree she raises her phone and smiles widely at the camera. I force a smile as best as I can.

"What's wrong with you? You've been acting weird since we got here. What? Missing Adonis?" she sneers. It's scary how Jessica can switch up the way she does. Doting in one moment and biting the next.