-Nathan's Point of View-
We'd finished at the photo-shoot, -although I didn't give it my full potential - and decided to go back to the hotel, but my mind was somewhere else.
"She's not answering my calls.." I said, trying Eleanor again. Eleanor had been missing nearly all day, I was worried about her. She could be anywhere!
"It's your own stupid fault" Harveen snapped "Shouldn't have slept with someone else"
"I was drunk!" I snapped back, I was tired of all her shit.
"Shut up!" Jay shouted "Both of you, I've had enough of all your arguments. The only thing that's important now is finding out where Eleanor is."
I nodded and continued to stare out the window. It was a silent journey to the hotel, a very long and awkward journey too.
We reached the hotel and began to get out, I quickly caught up with Harveen.
"Look, I'm really sorry"
Harveen stopped to face me "I'm not the one you should be apologising to"
"I know, but I'm still sorry. I'm sorry for making you hide it from Eleanor, you were right, I should have told her. I shouldn't have depended on you to keep it from her."
"No you shouldn't have"
My eyes fell to the ground
"But, I can see how sorry you are, and I'm sure Eleanor will forgive you."
I gave a little smile "Do you think you could speak to her?"
"Not right now, she hates me as much as she hates you."
I sighed. I needed to do something special to make her forgive me, I don't know what to do.
I walked up with Siva to my hotel room, I assumed that Eleanor wouldn't be there.
"Try and get some sleep" Siva said as he entered his room, he seemed to watch me, to make sure I was going to my room and nowhere else.
I waved at Siva, then unlocked my door and quickly closed it. I threw my keys onto the table and just slumped onto my bed. I'm such an idiot.
I buried my face into my pillow and started squishing my face around it, groaning. I felt terrible, I stopped when I felt something pinch my cheek.
"Ouch! What was that!?" I said to myself
I removed my head from my pillow and looked around to see what had pinched me, it was an earring. Eleanor's earring. She'd been here.
I sat up and began to stare at the bathroom door, was she still here? Even if she was, should I stay? She doesn't want to see me.
I finally plucked up the courage to go and have a look, I was right, she was in the bathroom, sat on the floor, just staring into space, not noticing I was there.
"Eleanor?" I finally said, bending down to her level.
She stared at me, with no emotion, no expression.
"I'm so sorry, I really am I-"
"Sit down" she mumbled
I did what I was told and sat beside her, she leant her head on my shoulder, I hesitated whether or not I should hold her, but when I did, she didn't tell me to stop.
"I forgive you" she mumbled
I looked down at her as she was staring up at me
"We technically weren't together at the time, and I did leave you hanging so, it was my fault I suppose"
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Taking Chances.
Teen FictionNathan Sykes, member of one of the biggest boybands claims he's not interested in love, but will a new acquaintance change his mind?