Romancing The Stone [H.S]

CHAPTER 8

Are you all dressed up but with nowhere to go?
Are your tears falling down when the lights are low?~Niall Horan
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"It's too late to take a bus.." I snapped my head as he spoke gripping the sides of my belly to avoid any circumstances that will humiliate me. His ring clad fingers tossed his hair and I kept on staring.

"Seriously don't act like you'll care if something happened to me" I laughed,
I'm just so tired to keep up with him. He infuriates me. His bone chilling distant nature makes me wanna pull my hair out of their roots.

"Already told you I don't- but to me it seems like a bad idea" I watched him with blue vision he was taken aback when I placed my finger at his lips surprising myself they're so damn soft, how'd the feel like while kissing.

"Well, Harry I don't have any other options everyone is drunk, including me." I sniff giggled, I'm officially mad now. The ache in my stomach so strong it knocked any oxygen out from me. My body lurched forward and his hand instantly came behind the smallest of my back rubbing soothing patterns. Hesitation clear in his eyes.

"Do you always cry at all parties?" He smiled and I rolled my eyes pinching my lips beacuse if'll speak I'm probably gonna drench him with my vomit.

"Apparently, since these are the only animal parties I have attended and that my stomach aches so bad I'm gonna pass out any moment. I hate hospitals too so yeah my crying should be taken as genuine" I rub my nose with the back of my hand, standing up and rambling his gaze followed my motions. I feel bad. Very bad if I could say. Sick!

"Stella.." He says so soft that I almost don't hear him. His face unreadable as he pinched his lower lip and brushed the tip of his nose.

The place where I'm standing starts to spin again, making me trip slightly and I grab onto the pole next to me.
"Y'okay? That's why I'd let you drink- it's too infectious you've a sensitive stomach if I could guess" I nod letting his hoarseness seep in even though I'm feeling nauseous his voice's soothing. "Why don't you sit down for a minute, and then wait for the bus?"

"I thought you don't like me?" I ask him and sit back on the concrete footpath, I push his buttons. Need some real manners beacuse i really forget them infront of him. He was being so nice and I ruined it with my remarks.

"It would not happen again" he snapped roughly creasing his brows. So he's back to himself. I hiccuped and a small smile played on his face, his nose scrunching from letting it wide.

"If you throw up on me..." He warned pointing his finger his eyes glinting but serious.

"I think I just need some water, maybe serious ICU ward too-" I mumbled, please just wanna get home. The moon glimered and the slightest of shine is making my headache increase.

"Here, drink it" He handed me his red cup chuckling and I rolled my eyes and push it away with shivering hands.

"It's water. and they'll stuck if you keep doing this" He pointed to my eyes gasping and laughing, biting the corner of my lip when he asked if I'm surprised and I bobbed my head instantly making him laugh even more.

"You're not going to baby sit me are you?" I asked with doe eyes I want to be alone in my drunken state. The words I don't even mean tumbled out from me, I'm dumbfuck. Serious case.

"You bring the worst in me-" I meant in a way that he causes me to vanish my lines of jumping out of rudeness.

"That's harsh" he said his voice serious, underneath he appeared unbothered.

"And yes, I'm goin' to sit here and baby you, because you have that severe habit of doing things more stupid than Ashley and apparently you're on a footpath being a mess, I'm not going to leave you because God knows if you'll run over by a bus worse if you hyperventilate" awe he's not that of a rude person, I was being too judgemental but he sure is too cold for me. need a microwave Stella?