Splash Mountian is the best thing that's ever happened to me. It's just a good thrill ride. After the ride, we walked in the direction of The Haunted Masion ride to pick up the boys. "So, tell me a little more about yourself". I asked him. "Well..." He was silent for second. I didn't know if he was thinking or if he was thinking to himself that whatever he was gonna say was good. "Oh, um. I don't know if I should tell you this right now. But I think I have to", He took a deep breath before saying "My brother and sister died in a car accident a few years ago. I just can't seem to get over it". He looked around for a tissue, but didn't find one. I was broken. My heart was shattered into pieces. "I'm so sorry", I said hugging him tightly. "But you don't understand how I feel. You don't know how it feels when you've lost someone you really care about". He said. He cried harder into my chest. I hugged him as tightly as I could. Did I really knew how I felt? I've lost some of my family members, but none that I was ever close with. So, to conclude that I guess not. "I'm so sorry for your loss. You can come to me whenever you want". I said. He got up from my chest and dabbed his eyes with the tissue that I had in my pocket. "Thanks Demi. You're such an amazing person". He said hugging me. "You're welcome". I said.
We couldn't find the guys anywhere. They were nowhere to be found. "Why don't you try calling them again?" Harry suggested. I nodded and dialed their number. "I hope we haven't lost them", Harry said.
"Hey guys. Where in the hell are you?" I asked Liam. On the other line, I could hear Niall sipping something. I knew automatically where they went. "You went to go get Martini's and you didn't bring me? How dare you. How fucking dare you!" I said, as I was shaking my head. Zayn got a hold of the phone and started telling me this stupid story about how after their ride was over, they went to go find us at Splash Mountian but we weren't there. So, Niall suggested Martini's. "Did you at least get me something?" I asked. "No. We didn't". Zayn said. I hoped that was a joke. "I can't believe these guys. They didn't give me a Martini", I told Harry. I turned around and faced him. He looked like he was angry. He snatched the phone out of my hand and he started cursing them out. "Listen you fucking little shit". He started. "Where are you?" There was nothing on the phone. Just silence. Finally, Zayn said "Um, we left the Martini place", Harry put his feet on the ground and said "Go back, and get her a martini NOW" I could hear Zayn laughing from the other side of the phone. "You can't tell..." Harry cut him off. "Now, or I will hurt you in your sleep. I will cut you until you're dead". I couldn't believe it. All over a martini. "Harry, don't threaten Zayn. He did nothing wrong". But he pushed me away. "I'm doing this for you." He said. "Get your asses back to the martini place and get Demi a martini." There was no fighting or anything, and usually Zayn was the one to fight. "Alright. Ask her which one she wants". Harry turned around to see me on the floor. He ran to me and apologized quickly. "Dude, what in the hell did you do to her?" Zayn asked worried. But Harry just blew it off. "Nothing, she fell", he said. I quickly rememebered a time when my dad said that to my mother. My father was beating the hell out me, and having a good time too. My mother came home and saw me on the floor. "Byron, what in the hell did you do to her?" My mom asked, picking me off the ground. But my dad just shook his head. "Nothing, she fell" he said. I began to think, was Harry the same way? Would all my hope be gone like that?
I got my Martini thanks to Harry, but I was just a little afraid of him. Why did he push me so hard on the ground like that? I asked myself. Was he abusive too? Or was it just my imagination. "Um. Did you end up being abusvie after the death of your siblings?" I asked. He shook his head. "No, I was just trying to help you back there". He said. I wasn't totally convinced, but I played it off like I knew what he was talking about. He pulled me away from everyone and sat me down. "Look Demi, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. It's just... I have anger management problems and I'm getting help for them". He said. I looked into his eyes- which were green by the way. They some of the most beautiful sets of eyes that I've seen in a very long time. "Your eyes are so beautiful" I said, ignoring his comment about his abuse. I saw him smile like an idiot, and even his smile made my heart melt. "I love your smile too". I said. He leaned in closer to me, But I refused to kiss him. He put his hands on his hair. "God, I'm so sorry. I'm very sorry. I've messed up" He said, walking away from me. But I pulled his arm and looked into his eyes once more. "No, you're fine. Don't be sorry" I said. He turned his whole body around to face me. "Are you sure? Because I don't wanna go too fast for you" He said. I kissed him deeply and ignored his comment. "Yes, I'm sure", I said after pulling awy from him. He led me to the enterance because I wanted to leave and he needed to go back to work. "Hey, if you see the guys. Tell them to call me", I said. Harry nodded. "Alright", he said as he kissed me again. This was the first time I had ever experienced being scared and happy all at the same time. But all I wanted was to feel happy, and for it to stay that way. I never knew that this relationship would be the scariest of them all. And I wanted to get out, but I couldn't because I loved him so much. It really sucks. Love does? Right?
