Chapter 14

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ELOISE'S POV

For some reason, my brain tells me that things that you're scared of, aren't going to hurt you - because you're prepared for them. You think about the things you are scared of at 3am, when they wake you in your nightmares. That is when you come up with a plan on how you'll save yourself. Unlike things you're not scared of: they don't keep you up at night, in fact, you hardly ever think of them. Definitely not prepared. That's why I'm afraid of everything. That's why I like being afraid of everything. It's safer that way. I'm always prepared for the worst.

I am afraid of everything, except Dan. That's why I had to leave. My biggest fears are of the things that I'm not scared of.

I wiped away another tear that escaped my eye. Adrian tapped me on the shoulder for the tenth time. "What?" I said sternly turning round to him.

"Where are we going?" He was so similar to Dan, it was crazy. I just shook my head as a reply and took his hand, pulling him further down the road. He looked worried, but I decided to not let it bother me. He was the one who agreed to come with me. 

After 10 minutes of walking, Adrian suddenly stopped. "Jesus Christ, what?" I said, frustratingly.

"Where are we going?" I rolled my eyes at him.

"This is all going to be ruined if I tell you." I told him.

"I don't care anymore, I'm sick of not knowing."

"I was going to take you to see Eminem. And in one of his songs, he asks you out on my behalf." I smiled nervously.

"But I don't even know you..." He said breathlessly.

"It'll be more fun that way." I beamed, taking his hand again. A tear slid out of my eye again. Despite my desperate efforts to cover it up, Adrian noticed.

"Why are you crying?"

"I'm not crying." I said, too sharply. I tried again: "Um... Hay fever. It makes my eyes water." He got out his phone.

"What are you doing?" I sounded desperate, rather than curious.

"Calling Mum, I need to tell her I'll be back late."

"No." I said. "No no no."

"Why?"

"Cause Dan will-" I stuttered trying to think of a good lie. "Cause she'll worry. You're out with a strange girl till all hours." He raised his eyebrows, let go of my hand and called his mum. I wasn't giving up that easily though. I launched for his phone and put it into my bra. I looked at him proudly.

"Now you have to tell me what's going on, you little bitch."

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