Darren's POV.
I couldn't stand it.
Watching her with Daniel.
It was tearing me apart.
I wanted to go up to her, to pull her away from him and tell her how much she meant to me.
But I couldn't.
I had to keep calm.
I had to keep my cool.
"Darling, do you want to leave?" Anika asked, sensing my internal struggle.
I didn't reply.
I was too busy glaring at Daniel, who still had his hand on Tanya's waist.
It was as if he was trying to mark his territory, and it was making me furious.
"I'm.. I'm just going to go to the bathroom, excuse me." I said.
I stormed off, not waiting for her response.
I needed a moment to cool down.
I made my way to the bathroom, trying hard to keep my temper in check.
Once I was alone, I splashed cold water on my face and rested my hands on the sink, trying to compose myself.
As the cold water dripped down my face, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.
I looked.. pissed.
My eyes were darkened, and my jaw was tense.
I wanted to have her to myself.
It was supposed to be me.
Me.
..Who gets to kiss her.
Me.
..Who gets to have his hands around her body.
Me.
Only.
Me.
But I guess that bastard Richards beat me to it.
God, I fucking hate him.
He had the one thing I wanted most.
He gets to hold her, touch her, kiss her.
And I just have to sit back and watch.
The thought burned like acid in my stomach.
I wanted to rip him away from her.
I wanted to yell at him to get his damn hands off her.
I wanted to grab her, press her body against mine, and kiss her senseless.
But I couldn't do any of that.
So, I just gripped the edges of the sink, my knuckles turning white from the force.
My entire body was tense, on the verge of snapping.
I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm my racing heart.
I had to control myself.
I couldn't cause a scene here.
I could not let my feelings get the best of me.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps.
I snapped out of my thoughts and opened my eyes, expecting to see Anika or something because there werent gendered bathrooms here.
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/324371264-288-k573454.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
"What Are You Waiting For?" || ORIGINAL STORY.
RomanceHe would want her, even if he had to wait all eternity. - Tanya Raith, a (17 year old) girl from Bangladesh, had to move to America by herself for her studies. Upon arriving, she made two new friends, Claire Sofìe, another 17-year-old girl. And Miri...