Seeking The One (A The Script Fan Fiction)

Chapter Four

(Kay's P.O.V)

I awoke in warmth. The soft frabric wrapping across my scrawny wounds as I lay in paradise. The sunlight dust sprinkled through the air as I gazed through my eyelashes at the view. The room bright with flawless crisp white walls and the floor, a flawless red. I blink rapidly as I took in the wooden oak wardrobe and the matching dressing table covered in gold jewels of necklaces and lace bracelets.

I sat up, my body surprisenly healed and unharmed above the stack of newly supplied pillows, spotless and white.

Where the fuck am I?

I twist my body to a shadow. I gasp, my heart galloping.

Am I, am I dead?

But as I take a closer look I see his lush jaw outline and the skillful structured quiff. His body skinny yet long against the cold dimming bleak of the corner. His shoulders tensed as he looked directly at me. My heart froze as his caramal iris' caught my sight.

I knew it...

I open my mouth, my lungs tight and tangled up as I tried to form words. I must have made some sort of noise because suddenly the silhouette leaped forward.

"Are you..." He clears his throat loudly, his eyes struggling to keep in contact with mine. "Are you okay?"

I nod slowly, taking in every little detail of his tiring strained face and swollen blood shot eyes, his stubble dark and unshaven. He looked like shit and yet I still saw the beauty he possessed. In fact my heart was drumming against my chest at the very sight of him.

"Danny? How..."

He sat down, the bed dipping down slightly as his exhausted breath escaped his heaving chest.

"I love you." He shakes his head, his lips quivering as the words leave.

"I know." My voice a slight stumble as his enchanting chocolate gaze met mine. "But you fucked it up."

I tried to apply it in strength, like a threat but it comes out loose and emotional. Maybe that's a good thing though because it causes his face to crease in a regretful heap of paleness. His breathing loud and gasping lightly against my face. I jumped as the warmth from his breath burned through my faint skin.

"I'm..." He crashes.

The tears flooding out in depths of his heartache from our departure. I move awkwardly towards him. I was never the comforting type but right now it was rather quite easy. I gathered his trembling body against me, the cold soild tears leaking down my neck as I held him to me. His hands laid gently on either side of my hips, so gentle it gave me a startled shiver down my spine. His emotions uncontrollable until my touch collided with his skin. Instantly he relaxes, his weight leaning against my feather like one.

"Dan..."

"Sorry." He shoves himself away from me, before scrubbing his face roughly with his leather sleeves, causing crimson rashes to gather up beneath his eyelashes. I softly press my index finger against the strained lines as the very few tears left finally dripped away, slowly devolving into my skin.

He was beautiful.

Just the way his nose blushed with the effect of his cries. It made me smile, the helpless butterflies flowing through my guts as I gazed adoringly up at him.

He was flawless to be honest.

Why did we ever part? But as the reminder entered my mind - I let go.

He stared at me, hurt and pain in his darkened orbs. But never will he feel the ache I felt the day he rejected my love.

"Where the hell am I?" My angered tone causing him to shrink down. His pupils shuddering along the traces of my face as I denied the feelings this simple hint in his eyes brought to me.

"I saw you on the streets. I had to take you in somewh-"

"Where the hell am I Danny?"

"I couldn't take you to mine. Me and the lads are on tour so-"

"Danny for fuck's sake!" I shreik as he suddenly stands up in the response to my outburst.

"We're, we're in a hostel Kay..."

"A hostel?!" I race my fingers through my tangled, bush like hair in a heap of my frenzy. "I can't stay here!"

"Yes you can, it'll be different this time Kay I-"

"No Danny I can't fucking stay here!"

"Kay..." He holds me at arms length as I try to escape.

His eyes panicking down on me, his gasping breath lazering out from behind his lip chewing mouth.

"It will be different this time."

"How do you know that?! How do you fucking know Danny?!" I shreik, the tears flooding down as I let it all go.

He collects me tightly against his chest. My body collapsing into his robust arms as he rocks me silently. My heart beating in time with his as I close my eyes and listen intently to his wisdom.

"Because I'll look after you. I won't let you feel a thing I promise Kay...I promise." He whispered delicately into my hair as I breathed in his words.

I pulled away, his fingers crossing over mine as I stare up at him with a belly filled with butterflies. His brown eyes heating up in glow of determination.

"I know I fucked up but I'll make it up to you okay. It's my fault your in this mess..." He presses his lips to my forehead, so light I hardly feel its touch. "And I'm going to fix this."

( AN:

Not sure about this one tbh.

Thank you for reading though, aw )