I clap as 5sos walks off the stage, they did an amazing job. Michael begins to walk my way, when Miles blocks him, and pulls me off to the side.
"Don't you ever dare pull me off like that again." I snap. He goes unphased by my tone, and shrugs it off.
"You have to leave now for your appearance at 1Oak." he says. I roll my eyes, and walk past him. I can hear him call out my name in the distance, but I don't stop.
I shut the door to my room, and the glam squad is already in here. I change out of my clothes, into a robe, then take a seat for Joyce to begin on my make-up. My phone begins to ring, but I ignore it, Joyce looks down at me and frowns.
"Is everything ok Bella?" she questions.
"I don't know Joyce, everything is becoming more hectic. Nathan, Miles, and Michael all trying to get my attention. Well not Miles, I got his and now I regret it." I feel like a bit of weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
"Why do you regret it? He's a nice guy, well he seems to be." she says as she applies blush on my cheeks.
"He is, but now having Michael here... it all seems to be different. Like in New York I asked him if he could play along to being my boyfriend. He said yes, and now I think he actually has feelings for me. He's been having this bad attitude against me. Yes I messed up by kissing him, and maybe leading him on, but I didn't know he would be like this." I finally breath.
"Wow." Joyce says slowly.
"Yeah wow." I whisper.
"What's wow?" Angie's voice comes from behind us scaring Joyce and I.
"Good god Angie! You need to stop doing that." I raise my voice a bit.
"You're all ready Bella, you can go change now." Joyce motions towards the Balmain dress that is on the rack next to me. I glance over at it, I feel goosebumps arise on my skin. I've never worn Balmain, and to wear this dress that cost over eleven thousand dollars is crazy as hell.
John is tying my shoes as Michael walks in followed by Miles, followed by Nathan. I tilt my head to the side, and see like six other guys behind them. Miles pushes past Michael, and stands in front of me, blocking them out of my view.
"There are about ten guys outside, and about five of them don't get along. So you're going to have to get them in check before we leave this damn hotel room." he grits. I nod slowly, but have no clue who is he talking about. I don't know who is here to begin with.
"Who are they?" I ask trying to look behind him.
"I think your little friend Michael brought back the group you introduced, and Nathan tagged along with his group." he runs his hand through his hair, and I pay attention as to how soft his hair looks, going through his fingers. "Bella" he snaps me back from my thoughts.
"Yes." I breathe.
"Can you get them in check. My job is to take care of you, not them." he turns to look back at them, then turns back to me.
"Ok, I'll see what I can do. Though to be honest, I didn't invite them, I only invited Michael." I point to him.
"Whatever." he huffs, and walks away. Ok who understands him! John hands me my clutch, and I see as I see Michael's face light up.
"Bella, you never fail to blow me away." he takes my hand and spins me around. I blush as all the guys look at me.
"You look beautiful." a monotone voice booms from behind Michael.
"Thank you" I say not knowing how I am thanking.
After the red carpet for 1Oak we are taken up to the private deck. I can see the whole club from up here, and it blows my mind how many people can fit in here. I can see Nathan from the corner of my eye, just drinking me in. Almost as if he could eat me alive. He gets up, and walks over to me.
"You look beyond beautiful Marie" he says near my ear. Marie? He knows my middle name. How does he. I never told him what it was.
"Thank you James." I smile.
"How do you know?" he asks.
"Your mom told me." I grin. "How do you know mine?"
"How long do you have to be here for?"
"Two hours I think." Though I not sure, I usually don't host clubs.
"How about after we go up to a room?" I tilt my head to the side.
"And do what?" I smile innocently. He doesn't say anything, he just smiles at me.
"Wait for me by the elevator in two hours." he winks and walks away.
This is the perfect chance to get him back. Make him crazy for me, make him want me. I can play him right back. I can break his heart into a million pieces just like he broke mine. Make him hurt as much as I did. He's going to regret hurting me. This will be perfect.
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Two hours fly by, and I'm feeling a bit tipsy. But I'm still aware of what I am doing. I make sure Miles is nowhere near me, then I take off to the elevators. Harry I think he said names was, smiles and winks as I walk past. I blush, but continue to the elevators.
As I arrive I see him standing there pacing back and forth. I smile as I see him move his mouth. He must me talking to himself, or praying I actually show up. I lean on a slot machine, and just look at him.
Why did he have to play me like that? I never did anything to him. I was always there for him, whenever he needed me. I always showed affection, he was the one who would turn me down half of the time. Every single memory that we shared together comes back.
The day he first spoke to me, and how nervous he was. The time he first kissed as we rode the London Eye. How he would hug me from behind, and rest his head on my shoulder. I smile at the memory. If we could only go back to those times, with the body I have now. I think I would be happy, but I'm kind of glad he showed his true colors. He never cared for me, he care cared more of my appearance.
He looks up, and smiles at me. I walk over to him, and he takes my hand in his. He kisses the top of my hand, and laces our fingers together.
"What are you doing?" I ask iffy of his actions.
"We're going to have some alone time in my room" he winks. Alone time?
"You're not even staying at this hotel." I smirk at him.
"That's where you're wrong, babe." he takes out his room key, he slides the card in the opening on the elevator, and the doors open.
"We can't do that Nathan. We're not together." I try to pull my hand out of his grasp, but he tightens his hold.
"Come on, you're going to like it." he pulls me in the elevator, and it closes it's doors. All can think right now, is that I'm so screwed. It's not that I'm not ready for what he want's, it's that I don't want to this with him. Maybe I might want to have my first time with Michael, and just fuck around with Nathan. Because I know Michael cares for me, not like Nathan who told me he didn't love me.
The elevator comes to a halt on the twentieth floor. He pulls me along with him down the hallway, and we stop in front of another elevator. How many of these are we going to take? He slides is key in, and it opens. Once inside he slides the key in the eighth slot and we begin the ride up to the twenty-eighth floor.
The door open, and we step out. I want to scream, and run but for some reason I don't. Maybe I do want to this.
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AN: Hey babes!! I hope you guys liked this chapter. I'm sorry it's taking me a while to get the updates up, but I'm just out of it as of late. I promise I'll try to update sooner. Please comment, vote, I would be grateful. Like always ILY guys xxxx
