You Are Mine

Chapter 4: Stupid ringtones

"You Are Mine"

Chapter 4: Stupid ringtones

WARNING! Not edited.

I stood there; shocked. I couldn't move. As if sensing my presence her eyes darted to me. I immediately walked out of the dance floor before Mrs. Hayler could catch me. I bolted to the bar, stumbling three times due to my heels. Shane frowned when I stood in front of him, his eyes filled with worry.

"What's wrong?" It came out as a demmand

I glanced at my back, Mrs. Hayler was slowly approaching me like a panther "I need to go back to the hotel."

"Why?" He gave me a curious look.

"I'll explain in the car." And with that I headed to the exit with Shane following behind me. I swayed a bit, he must've noticed this because an arm was wrapped around my waist. I was so close to him I can smell his manly cologne, I resist the urge to sniff him.

Shane opened the car door for me, I mumbled a thank you and got inside. We drove off to the hotel. After 7 quiet minutes, I slowly explained.

"My teacher was there." I swallowed a lump in my throat, "She saw me and she would kill me. You see I wasn't allowed to go out of my hotel room." I fiddled with my fingers.

He smirked "And yet you're here with me in my car."

I nodded. Silence engulfed us, I continued fiddling with my fingers. I suddenly thought about the girl he ate with in the restaurany yesterday.

"Why were you eating breakfast with Marilyn Monroe yesterday? I thought she was dead?" The question was out of my mouth before I even thought about it. I mentally slapped myself for asking that prepostrous question. He might think I was stalking him. Thanks a lot martini!

He laughed, his head thrown back. He looks so carefree, "Marilyn Monroe? I'll tell her you said that." Shane paused "Her name's Chloe Hedrick."

"How old are you Shane?" I asked curiously.

"20." Holy shit! He's only three years older than me, or 2 because I'm turning 18 this February.

"How did you know where I was staying?"

He ignored my question,"Why are you in London love? Judging by your accent you're an American." Oh my god, did he just called me love? This is exactly why I love British lads. 

Why was he ignoring my question? I put the thought aside and played along instead "I'm here because our class is having a field trip. And you are British." 

He chuckled "I sure am."

The car was silent again. The only thing that I heard was the faint sound of the car engine. My head's going crazy, I want to talk to him but I'm nervous, why did I only drink two glass? I should've drank 4 or 5. I cupped my right cheek with my hand and stared at the window. I sighed, why is Mrs. Hayler having her date in a club? She's kinda old for these stuff. It was dark now and I feel kind of scared, I get this feeling that someo-

'I made it through the wilderness. Somehow I made it through. Didn't know how lost I was until I found you'

A song I didn't recognize blared from my phone.

'I was beat incomplete. I'd been had, I was sad and blue. But you made me feel, yeah, you made me feel. Shiny and new'

I suddenly remembered the song and if this gets to the chorus I'll burry myself a grave. I quickly fished for my phone, I opened every zipper and pocket but no luck.