I Found You - The Wanted Fan Fiction / Jay McGuiness

Part 26: Caught

DAISY POV

He picked me up still kissing me wrapping my legs around his waist; he pushed me up so I was looking down on him, I ran my fingers through his hair as he kissed me passionately. He carried me over to the bed and laid me down, leaning over me and biting my lips. He kissed my neck and gently sucked it as I ran my hands over him body and up his t-shirt. It was heaven.

SUDDENLY there was a knock on the door and I automatically pushed Tom off me and he darted to the door. I fixed my hair, trying to get it to resume its natural volume, Tom looked back at me before he opened the door.

“What you guys up to?” Tanya giggled pushing past Tom and running up to the bed.

“How are you Daisy!?” Tanya beamed jumping into bed with me, “oh gosh, you’re eye... it looks awful, are you okay!?”

“TANYA” Tom said without thought, she looked back at him “What?”

I stood up out of the bed as Tanya was looking round at Tom and grabbed a towel from Jay’s chair. I walked past Tom who was standing in the doorway, I glanced up at him slightly and he opened his mouth asif he wanted to say something but I was gone before he could.

“for god’s sake Tanya, can’t you be a little more considerate?” I just about heard Tom say to her as I entered the bathroom.

I stood in the shower for ages, the water hitting my back as I stared at the bath floor. My hair turned a darker shade of brown from the water and I let my mascara stream down my face, I was the only chance I had to be alone and think things over- away from the constant guilt I felt whenever I saw Jay. Away from the betrayal I was guilty for whenever I saw Tanya. Away from the constant temptation of being intimate with Tom. Away from the pain I was inflicting on everybody. I finally got out when my fingers began to swell up and the water turned cold.

Wrapping the towel around me I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and found myself immediately tearing my eyes away from my reflection. At first I didn’t but then I did, I questioned my reaction. I cleaned the condensation of the mirror more and looked into it, I hated what I saw. I didn’t hate the black eye, I think that was the only thing I didn’t hate about what I saw. I hated my black soul, I hated what I had become, I hated myself.

I kept my tears under control, I had no right to cry, I had no right to break down now. I didn’t deserve to be comforted and I know that is what i’d get if I left the bathroom with swollen eyes.

I got changed, towel dried and brushed my hair, then applied makeup.

I left the bathroom that day with good intensions, I had to confess. Fess up that it was all me, I was not the girl everyone thought I was.

I opened the door and was met by Tom coming out of his room, our eyes connected; I knew what I had to do but every inch of me which didn’t have a guilty conscience wanted to take him back into his room and do very sinful things.

“To-“ I began before i was interrupted by a slight shake of the head from Tom and he quickly looked to the side, “Hi Jay” He smiled and I felt nerves run through me.

“Is Daisy out yet?” He said before he realised I was there, “OH haha hey Dais, you alright? Haven’t seen you today, where you been! Haha, aw Dais, your eye! Don’t worry babe, if anyone can werk the back eye look, it’s you” he laughed doing a very camp impression at the end, I giggled and Tom laughed too, “Thanks Jay” I smiled. “Anyway no time to loiter, we’re all going out. Us boys have got a photoshoot this morning and Max suggested you guys come too, will be great. Sian, Tanya, Ella and Mimi are going, so you guys can “bond” or whatever you do haha, then we’ll all get dinner together tonight? Sounds like a good plan eh? The dinner was my idea. Anyway c’mon everyone’s waiting let’s go!” he had left before me and Tom could get a word in. Tom looked at me in the eyes and raised his eyebrows. “I haven’t even dryed or done my hair properly!” I rolled my eyes.

"You look great," Tom said quietly, raising his eyebrows again, "You always do." he reassured. We looked at eachother in silence now. I felt the connection between us, a spark, I wanted him to pick me up and press me against the wall; but he didn't. He walked away down the corridor and down the stairs. His head slightly bowed.

I couldn't help but feel, well disapointed really.