Not playing Cinderella

Not Playing Cinderella [9]

I know its a bit slow to get going... But i promise, more drama coming up in the next few chapters.

Steph <3

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Not Playing Cinderella [9]

okay, so not only had i ran away from home into a country i'd only ever been to once, but now, I'd ran into a total hottie (as much as i hate to admit it), and had now decided to room with him and his ,hopefully, hot brother.

Of cause you hate to admit it. Really Sammie, how long do you wanna keep lying to yourself for?!

What was i getting myself into? A mess, that's what. This could go so wrong, in so many ways, but for once, i wasn't listening to my heart, i was listening to my head, and in there, i wanted to stay here, and hopefully never have to go back home.

 'Your room, will be upstairs, first on the right, Go settle in if you want'. A smile spreading across my lips, i followed his orders without another word. I couldn't wait to see more of the house. Just the idea of new surroundings was intriguing. I desperately wanted to know more.

Quickly flying up the stairs, i heard a loud chuckle escape his lips as he watched me. Typical guy. Not everything i did was 'Cute' or 'Funny'. Pushing the anger to one side, i prepared myself to search the house.

Giggling to myself, my feet found the cold, wooden flooring of the landing and my giggling ceased. Shivers speeding up my spine, i sighed and shifted my feet, hoping the feeling would subside, it didn't.

The walls of the stairs, were painted a cream colour, which strangely, filled me with a sudden burst of hope. This was a new start. It felt like the start of a fairytale, one that i was sure would end happily. Yes, have a fairytale ending, because i'd like nothing more, but i had my head screwed on, happy endings were just pure fantasy, not real.

I studdied the landing carefully, taking in every detail as i walked towards my new room, a bubble of excitement expanding as i got closer.

Above the door to my room, was a hole, a square hole, and covering it, was a piece of wood. Fair enough, they had a loft. That'd be good for time when i needed space. My thoughts spiraled out of control, already silently planning out how i was going to take advantage of every feature in this house. Including Danny, and maybe Matt- if he happened to look as good.

Woah! Noooo! Moving a bit too fast there Sammie! No way! Never!

My heart protested against my plans, but my head seemed to be overpowering it, trying desperately to persuade my heart to get on the same side, join the fun, but somehow, it was still against me. Damn you heart.

So your not talking to your heart? Cuz thats not crazy at all?

Standing in the doorway of the room where hopefully i'd be spending a lot of my spare time, i continued to look at the entrance to the loft, desperately wanting to see inside of it. As my plans became increasingly crazy, a whisper came from above me. The sound sounded soft, and desperate. I knew i'd heard it. But didn't want to pry. I was being stupid. Over thinking things. Things just seemed too perfect and my head was making up things to bring it down a notch, not now. I wouldn't ruin this one, if it was perfect, then i was going to accept it as perfect. Nothing more, nothing less. I mean really, since when has over thinking things done anyone any good?

Never.

Trying to push the thought out of my mind, i sighed, stepping into my new bedroom. It was painted cream, the same colour as the landing, which i thought was pretty calming, which might help because i had a bit of a temper.