Watching Him

Chapter 11

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Chapter 11

I spent most of the day moping around the house. After I had driven home I was too exhausted to think about anything but betrayal so I went upstairs to sleep it off.

After I woke up, I realised that I had to go to John’s party, so I jumped in the shower and let the hot water ease the knots in my back and my shoulders. Why would my friends do this to me? Especially Tom; I thought he would never do anything like this to me. Maybe I was overreacting… but then again they deliberately left me out of their plans. I knew that any one of them would be angry if we all made plans behind their backs, so I had every right to be angry.

I sighed and started drying my long hair. I curled it and pinned it up, liking the way that it was almost effortless. I put on some make up and went to my closet to find some clothes. I pulled out a pair of tight fitting black jeans and moss green colour crop top. I pushed some bangles onto my wrist and grabbed my beloved leather jacket. I pulled on a pair of boots and I was ready to go.

I wrapped my leather jacket closer around me as I walked a few blocks to John’s house. I wasn’t going to wait around for Tom to pick me up because I still couldn’t face him at the moment, so walking was the only option.

From the outside, John’s house was really quite beautiful. His dad made a tonne of money and there house definitely showed it. A few drunk kids were wandering around outside, but other than that, it looked in control. I strolled up to the door and knocked. The door opened and I gave John a smile.

“Hey! You came! Come in, let me get you a drink.” He said.

He took my elbow and led me through the crowds that were dancing or talking or drinking and led me into the kitchen. I hated going to the kitchen in parties; it was usually were all the drunk people hung out because it was closer to the drinks. John handed me a beer and we walked back into the living room where he took my leather and hung it up for me in a closet. 

“Thank you for inviting me.” I smiled.

“No problem! I’m glad you came… wanna dance?” he asked me.

“Sure.” I nodded and smiled.

I put my beer down and let John drag me into the middle of the large living room which he was using as a dance floor. A fun, upbeat song came on so I put my hands up in the air and danced with John.

“Where are you parents?” I shouted over the music.

“Away for the weekend.” He replied, “I have the house to myself.” He smiled.

I nodded and we carried on dancing. John put his hands on my waist and pulled me towards him as we swayed in time with the beat together. I was shocked at how forward he was but was willing to comply; he was a sweet guy and a dance couldn’t hurt. I put my arms around his neck and he took a step closer to me.

He looked and scowled at something behind me. Feeling intrigued, I unwrapped my arms from around him and turned back around to look at the spot that he was staring at. To my surprise, Tom and my friends were walking in the doorway, followed by Nick, Ivy and Gabriel. I sighed when I saw Tom looking around for me. I was surprised that they even came, they weren’t friends with John.

John let go of my waist and took my hand.

“Come on.” He said to me and took me to the stairs.

We walked up the stairs, trying to avoid couples making out. I sighed as I heard Tom calling after me as I made my way up the stairs with John. I ignored him and allowed John to tug me towards a room. He closed the door behind us and I looked around the room. It was obviously his room. There was a large double bed and the walls were a blue colour, he had a desk with his laptop on and of course there were items of clothing scattered throughout the room. Typical boy. I smirked to myself and noticed a double glass door which led out onto a balcony which over looked the back garden. John saw my gaze and led me to the doors. He opened the door open to me and I stepped onto the balcony. The balcony was large which meant that I didn’t have to go right to the edge. The railings around the barrier were beautiful, but they weren’t the most practical. Hey came up to my hips and I could easily topple over the edge if I wasn’t careful.