Being a Hollywood Actor's Girlfriend

Saviour...Again?

Finnick's POV

"Where in this whole wide world has Ethan gone?" I mumbled angrily to myself. I was getting pissed off because..because of no reason. Yes. I was experiencing 'That-moment-when-you-want-to-smack everybody-on-their-faces-but-you-don't-know-why.'

"Finnick!" Love yelled at the top of her lungs. She had drank more than any of us and clearly, it hadn't done any good to her. Her eyes fluttered and seemed they might close any second.

"Finnick...I need to pee." She said in a hushed tone, her eyes checking her surroundings to make sure nobody heard her and her face moulded in a comical way.

I secretly grinned seeing her like this. At one moment, she is shouting with all her might, not caring about her image and the next moment, she is again conscious about what she says or how she looks.

Typical Hollywood actress.

"Fine, Love. Lets make-" I was cut-off midway by Love who was giggling now. Did I tell it was cute seeing her like this? It was, in fact, a rare opportunity to see her being herself.

She inched closer to me and kept her delicate hands on my cheek. "Lets make love." And she again started laughing.

"No..Let's make you pee, love." I chuckled, rolling my eyes at this comment.

She pouted which made her look all the more cuter and hand-in-hand we moved towards the restroom.

After she was done, she fell asleep walking(Is that even possible?) and I had to support her to prevent her from collapsing on the floor. I laid her on a sofa so she could sleep peacefully while I would search for Ethan.

I started searching for him and I had actually looked for him everywhere in the club when I heard muffled screams from one of the rooms. And that was the only place where I had not looked.

Should I go in and check? But this room was already occupied and streaming into such a room wont be a good option as this was a club and I might be interrupting some people while they were...er doing a very important work.

My body stiffened as I heard a girl crying inside. I could hear a girl and a boy talking but I could not make out the words. I heard the wailing and crying again and this time I knew what to do next.

I pushed open the door.

I glared angrily as I saw the situation inside. A dirty boy with dirty hair and of course a dirty mind was on top of a girl. My rage increased as I saw it was the same girl who had accompanied Ethan. Amyla..Amily..no Amelia. Yes. That was her name.

I was glad that I found someone to take out my anger on. I was glad I could smack someone on the face now. I was glad that 'that someone' would be the disgusting boy in front of me.

I sprang to action.

I punched the boy hard on his jaw making him scream in pain. I punched him again on the other cheek with anger still boiling inside me. Apparently, the boy was such a moron that he didn't knew how to fight back. And this further ignited frustation in me that how he could do such a crime when he could not even fight back?

I grabbed him by his neck and pushed him against the wall. He made a desperate attempt to fight back by trying to kick me from below but I had seen that coming. I kicked him and gave him such a blow on his face that blood started oozing out of his nostrils. He was having trouble breathing now and I started to feel pity for him. I looked at Andrea...shit no!.I looked at Amelia and seeing her pathetic condition, all the pity went in one go.

And then he surprised me.

He punched me on the face, just above my lip. It didn't pain but the boy had nails. Apart from being dirty, they were long too which gave me a cut on my lower lip. I smirked thinking at least he did something  to fight back.

I punched him in the stomach with all my strength and this did the job. He lay down on the floor, knocked out unconscious. Good.

"Finnick..oh my god!I don't believe this can happen in such a reputed club. It's just..."Love was standing on the door with her hands kept over her mouth in disbelief.

I wobbled back to Amelia who was unconscious now and removed my shirt. Love made Amelia wear that and we took her to my car. Ethan was still not to be seen. I didn't know how I would tell him about this. I had no words to tell him. With great difficulty, I called Ethan on his number. For some reason, he was not picking up his phone.

I called him again and again, losing the track of the number of times I called him. A sudden wave of panic hit me. First, something happens to Amelia and I didn't want Ethan to be in any trouble now.

Finally, after calling him fifteen times(Love told me so), Ethan picked up his phone. I was so damn frustrated that I wanted to shout at him but I decided not to. Instead, I decided to tell him everything straight.

"Listen..see Amelia was just about to be raped.."I told him everything about the incident. I could half-imagine his shocked face hearing this.

In no time, Ethan was there by Amelia's side, his eyes red with bewilderment. I told him to get her home safely now that everything is fine.

As I drove back with Love, I could not help thinking about Andrea. She had faced exactly the same situation like Amelia and I had saved them just in time. Andrea's situation was fake but this one was real. Amelia's life would be in trouble had I not come at the right time. And I found Amelia just because I was looking for Ethan. So it was actually good Ethan was nowhere to be found which made me search around. But then Ethan would be with Amelia only. Or Olivia.

Life is so complicated at times.

But no. Not mine. Definitely not mine.

Mine is complicated at all  the times.

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Okay I agree the ending sucks but I was in a hurry to write this so I just wrote anything.

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