Chapter 19

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Yo, yo, yo! It's me Allexandro (pronounced ally-hand-ro. I'm Colombian, don't judge) I'm writing for a bit!!! I love writing and yeah!! In Mari's info messages she said I hadn't responded to her texts, that's because I was out in Colombia visiting relatives but I'm back in Britain now baby! And I'm ready to write. So enjoy the tales of Sebastian Smythe and the Snake Wand!!! Jk the Snake Wand bit is actually The Curse of the Snake Wand, and that's part of a Harry Potter fanfic series currently being written by JamesStudio if your interested. Both Mari, James, Romeo and I are writing it!!!
Anyway on with the story! Btw the first part I came across as a saved draft, I'll leave a note saying where I begin writing 😝😝😝

Barry felt pain, that's the only way he could describe it. He slowly opened his eyes to find himself on the floor out side Beacon Hills Manor Hall. He pushed him self up only to be greeted by a searing pain in his head. He chose to ignore it and walk on. As he entered the music got louder. And then there were people. In every direction, calling his name, talking to him, trying to get his attention. He ignored them and walked on, up the stairs, he had to lie down, he needed to rest, to pull him self together.
As he got to the top he saw the bedroom. He fumbled with his keys until he found the correct key for the room. When he opened it he swiftly walked in and locked the door behind himself. He then pulled his phone out of his pocket.
3 missed calls
SCOTT hey, please tell me where you are? I want to thank you face to face for throwing a sweet party man! Dude congrats!
Jordan hey Bear you ever gonna come in?
Jordan really Barry please don't tell me you've done another runner.

It was that text that put Barry over the edge, so far, too far, to the point that he threw his phone at the wall along with his keys. He then walked into the bathroom, slammed the door, locked it and then turned to lean on it before he let himself slide down it and cry himself to sleep.

Ally-hand-ro is now writing

When he woke up he heard a banging. A female was yelling, "it's locked"
It was then a familiar male voice responded with "it's okay, someone's gotta come out of that bathroom eventually" . He couldn't pin point the voice. When he stood up he looked in the mirror to find his hair immaculately gelled and his usual navy blue Dalton uniform. He pulled his signature smirk in the mirror before turning and wondering why the heck he was asleep on the bathroom floor. He then unlocked the door to be faced with a man and a girl.
The girl dressed in a white skater dress, covered in black lace. The dress came down to her mid thigh and it had three quarter sleeves. The neck line was a very low v-neck. She wore a matching silver cross necklace, white leather wrist watch and a silver diamond encrusted engagement ring. Her nails were perfect French manicures and on her feet she wore black heels. Her blonde hair was immaculate, it was parted far to the left and it was curled, it hung down to her small waist, only small amount of hair from the left of the part was pinned back just behind her ear. She was a vision of true beauty. And the man was dressed in a simple black tux that fit his figure perfectly, he wore a posh watch on his left wrist that looked expensive and that was it, but it still made him look just as good as the girl did. He was truly handsome.

"Well hello.... house guests?" Said Sebastian sarcastically, unsure what to make of finding a man and girl locked in his hotel room.
"Hi, I was wondering if you could help my fiancé Sebastian and I?" Asked the man in a tux,
"And you would be?" asked Male Sebastian,
"Oh I'm Oliver, Oliver Queen and like I said, this is my fiancé Sebastian"
"Oh that's funny, my names Sebastian" smirked Male Sebastian,
Female Sebastian giggled before turning and saying " I found a key,"
"And that my.... house guest, would be the room key. Now good day. I trust your stay was satisfactory" male Sebastian said sarcastically, whilst taking the key, unlocking the door and ushering the young couple out of his private sanctuary.

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