My Psycho Lover( a GARETH BALE story)

CHAPTER - 8

Delancie's P.O.V :-

"Oscar"

Those words were like thunders to me.

My inner goddess was performing a pole vault( in the words of E.L. James) for I was successful in intimidating Gareth and bringing out the answer from his mouth.

But my mind was shrouded with the clouds of confusion.

Why would Oscar come here?

What did he say to Gareth?

Did Sam sent him here?

Does he even know that I am kidnapped by Gareth?

Is he trying to help Gareth in some way?

But what would he get out of all this?

Why is Gareth looking so worried?.......

I slowly got up from his lap and stood a little away from the chair on which he was sitting.I was trying to put this together. 

My mind was in a state of utter perplexity......

Oscar is Sam's boyfriend. They had started dating only a couple of days ago, but they have liked each other for over two years. I don't know why they never confronted each other! Oscar is half Barzilian and half American. His mother is the American one. He lives with his mother(!). Both of them are very sweet( I mean, as far as I know). 

They moved here just two years ago. They previously lived in Dallas, before moving here. 

But, I, yet couldn't get my mind around this situation. I wanted to know more..... 

 But, Gareth, inspite of saying anything, got up, and, stood in front of me. 

"Don't you worry, baby. He was not here to take you away from me.....actually, no one can take you away from me.He can do no harm to us." He said with a smirk on his face. 

Whoa! 

He actually believed that foul play of mine!

 Well, of course he did! He thinks that I have fallen for him!

Then, he came closer to me and extended his strong hands to hold mine.

"Gareth?" I mumbled.

"Yes, babes?"he replied. 

"Um, I was wondering.......I am wearing the same clothes for two days and I haven't even showered myself.....so, can you get me some new clothes?" I half-heartedly asked.

"Where do you suppose I'll get clothes for you? Do you want me to go your house and bring them for ya , or do you want me to buy new ones for you? Both options are okay for me." 

"But, I don't think that dad will let you get in our house and take my clothes very happily. So, I suggest you should go and buy new clothes for me. I mean, can you? Only if that's not a problem...."

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Gareth left after a couple of minutes, and saying," Okay, sweetie, you can get any food you want from the kitchen and you know, what's mine is yours, baby." he kissed my knuckles and said"See ya" 

"What's mine is yours,baby"   

Huh?! Really?

I wanted to respond by saying, " Well, I hope I never see ya!" , but instead, I smiled at him when he locked the door on his back.

I went into the kitchen and searched for some food for I was famished!  I took an apple and wondered around in the house. 

 All this time, I kept thinking about Oscar. I had first met him two years ago at school. He wore a plaid shirt and black denims. There was a tattoo on his arm.He had told me later that it was a line of a Portuguese song,"Every breath you take. It is for my father." His father had died tragically in a car accident when he was just three years old. Poor guy! It reminds me of my mom. However, she died when I was nine and not by any accident , but because she was sick. Seriously sick......

Anyway.....

Then, I remembered the last time I saw him. He was sitting on the bonnet of his Lamborghini Veneno ( yes, he is rich. Actually, all of the students reading in our school is rich and if one is not then you have to guess that he/she is reading in our school on scholarship or something). It was of a green accent. Oh! How much I loved that car! But my dad said he was not 'in mood' to buy another car. 

Oh, sorry, got drifted off again......

 So, as I was saying, he was sitting on the bonnet of that astonishing car. Sam sat on his lap; cutely cuddled up to him and playing with his hair. He tightly held her by her waist. Both of their's face was plastered with a wide smile that reached their eyes. Slowly, I saw Sam lift her face to kiss him . They looked so happy and I've always visualized Oscar as the perfect boyfriend- perfect husband- perfect father- perfect person- type of guy. I was so glad that my best friend got a perfect man for her. I thought her life was settled. She would have a happily-ever-after future ahead. But now, I was having serious second thoughts about that.......

A/N- DONE!!!!!

FINALLY!! 

SO, NOW ARE YOU HAPPY BESTIE? THIS CHAPTER IS SO , TOTALLY DEDICATED TO YOU Teenwolff18. 

I WROTE THE OSCAR PART FOR HER CUZ SHE BEGGED ME(LITERALLY) TO DO SO. 

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UNTILL NEXT TIME, LATERS BABIES!