Strangers

apartment 512

Songs for the chapter:

Black Keys : Tighten Up
Lana Del Rey : Ultraviolent
The xx : Heart Skipped a Beat

*****mild mature scene*****
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The car moved swiftly until we entered some apartment homes. My stomach twisted, the music in the car playing softly. He parked, looking at me intently with a mischievous smirk plastered in his face.

"Hi." He says lightly, his voice soft. I bite my lips from smiling along with him, but it doesn't take long for me to smile back.

I opened my own door, inhaling a quick breath. I'm ready. I'm ready. I think I am?

With Joshua it was a complete different thing. We had a certain moment, of quick and slow passion. It wasn't as fast paced as whatever I had with Harry. Someone I barely even know.

But I mean... I'm not the same girl I was with Joshua. I became someone I hardly recognize. I'd never do what I was doing right now with the old Vienna.

I followed Harry until golden numbers read 512. The sound of keys were heard, as my nerves started to swell. Everything I heard was clearer. The wind. The wind chimes. The keys rattling. Harry's foot colliding with the door to give it a push. And my heart. Oh my God. My heart was heard against my ears so vividly.

I stood there, just stood. He rose a brow out of what seemed confusion.

"Are you a vampire or something that needs to be invited in?" Harry questioned, as I rolled my eyes at the statement.

"Yes. And I've came to suck you dry." I retorted sarcastically before I entered. He laughed as I realized how bad that sounded.

The apartment was pretty small compared to mine. There were parts that looked completely neat, while there were a few areas that needed to be cleaned. Mixed personality.

"So... This is your place?" I spoke, looking around. I touched the liquor cabinet. I'm going to need a lot of that if I want to get through this.

"I think that's the obvious." He takes out liquor from the cabinet, getting scotch.

"I want mines with orange juice." He prepared the drink as I took reckless swings of it.

He smiled merely, a devious grin of the devil himself. I mirrored his grin, coming off as two psychos giving each other a stare-off.

My mind was hazy as all my troubles ebbed away, scouring through the drain. My heart was beating rapidly as I danced to some music. I don't remember Harry putting it, but the guitar and smooth voice made my body move. Harry told me the group was Black Keys, the song being Tighten Up. I shrugged, glass after glass. Because I didn't want to feel. Or think. God I didn't want to think. All I've been thinking of since Joshua left was how pathetic my life is. I haven't lived. I let him control me. God, I was so submissive because I didn't want him to leave. But now all I want to do now is forget him. Forget his eyes, his touch, his kisses. His countless disapprovals, his promises. How he held me, told me he loved me. I knew he was never perfect. No one is. I just thought we could make something work like we always did. I put more in the relationship, however. Constantly wanting to please him. Everyone warned me about him. Loving him was never enough. He hurt me but it felt like true love.