Maisie is a 22 year old university student who is set in her ways. Drink, Party, Sleep and repeat. She can't help it its just her facade - her wall that needs breaking down to see the real Maisie Samson. She is a dancer, gym user, runner and singer...
The few days after that pretty decent evening with Dan has been crap, to put it bluntly.
For some reason, Unknown to me of course, that little arrogant, yet hot guy has been avoiding me! Every time I see him in the hallway he gets all skitty and plucks any excuse just to get away, or rushes off out of the whole block or into his own apartment.
I might go round later on to see if he's okay. I mean I've only known him for what 2 - ish weeks, I'm not sure, but even so I thought that we were getting on! I was even on the verge for labelling him as a friend. Crazy, right?
I turn the knob of the shower to the left and feel the cold water tricklets spray on my arm causing goose bumps. As soon as it's warm enough I get it and do my normal routine.
I gather my huge, blue, fluffy towel off of the rack and tie it around me.
Once I'm fully dry, including my hair I turn to my wardrobe for an outfit of the day. I seriously need to go on a much needed shopping trip I think to myself as I scan through the many clothes.
After a few minutes my eyes lay on a cute white blouse and I pick it out along with my lacy white bra. I then go back to find a pair of bottoms and find a pair of ripped mom jeans and a black belt. Perfect.
I tuck the blouse into my jeans and grab a pair of my black wedges sorta shoes with slits cute out at the back. Grabbing one of my bags, which happens to be one of those long weird materialised bags. Putting my necessities into it I walk out the door, with minimal makeup: foundation; concealer; eyebrows and mascara.
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A few seconds later I'm outside Dan's door and just as I lift my fist to knock I hear mumbling coming from the inside.
I quickly lower my arm and listen intently.
I should not be doing this. I should not be doing this. I should not be doing this. I repeatthis line several times before I come to a conclusion;
Fuck it.
"You better sort your life out, or I'll be coming back and you'll owe me more. Got it?" A low voice speaks rather aggressively,
"Leave, Derek. You aren't wanted here and you sure as hell ain't getting shit from me. Now have you got that?!" The voice sounds awfully a lot like Dan, and it registers that it is. What the fuck?
Suddenly, a thud is echoed through out the room that sounds horribly like a body being pushed against a wall, or some kind of thing.
Oh gosh.
"Don't ever talk to me like that again, or I will not hesitate to kill you." The first voice hisses again, must be Derek?
"J-just leave!" Dan's voice chokes out.
Without even a chance of me escaping, the door is swung open so hard I thought for a second it would collapse off of its hinges.
"Who the fuck are you?" Derek walks so close to me I begin to feel uncomfortable,
"E-er I-I was just urm -" without letting me finish my prolonged answer to this guy, Dan appears with a huge scowl.
"Go Derek, I don't even know her" I look at him confused and a slight bit hurt that he talked about me like I was nothing to him, a complete stranger at that!
After a few glances at me Derek saunters off and I breathe out a sigh of relief and begin to feel more relaxed. It was short-lasted though because as soon as Dan knew he had left he started raging,
"WHAT THE FUCK MAISIE? Why were you listening to our conversation?!" He screams
"Fuck you, Dan! I came to see if you were ok and I heard voices so I waited. Who was he?"
"No, you don't get to ask that. You don't know shit about me! Don't come to my apartment ever again and stay the fuck out of my life. Do you understand, or are you to fucking dumb?" He seethes.
Tears spring to my eyes at the thought of Dan thinking I was getting involved into his own business and life. I didn't know his life was so private! I resist the urge to cry as I won't let him see me upset because of him.
How could he? How could he say that and especially call me dumb.
I turn around far to quickly trying to get away, but lose my balance whilst doing so. As I stumble forward attempting to regain my balance my bag gets in the way and I fall flat on my stomach with an oomph.
"Shit, Maisie are you ok?" Dan's voice interrupts my voices of how stupid I really am to think Dan was my friend.
He reaches out to help me up, but I quickly rush out of his reach and get up brushing myself off.
"If you want me to stay out of your life, stay out of my mine. Don't come near me, don't talk to me and don't even look at me." I sigh and turn back around and slam my door behind me to be even more dramatic.
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A/N
DRAMAAAA!
Eh tell me if you think this story is to dramatic. I just want to make every chapter interesting, you know?
Don't worry not every single one will be like that just the first few to get the feeling of how this is going.
Who do you think Derek is? What did he want?
Was Dan to harsh?
Or was Maisie a bitch for doing that?
P.S: sorry this chapter is kinda short I just didn't have much else to write other than the last dramatic scene.
