Dirty Dancer

Chapter Sixteen ~ I ain't watching this for you ~

A/N Holy shit, what did you think of Colly?!?Too fast? Like, I really don't know to be honest, since you now, this also my first time writing a story. Ok, so now, should I spice this story up a bit? Really guys, it's up to you. If you say, yea we'd like that, I'm open for suggestions. No comments means you guys are neutral I guess. So I won't do that then. Anyway...

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Chapter 16

Anna's P.O.V. 

OH MY GOD. Someone kill me. Please don't hesitate. Just do it. Please. 

The pain. Mary, sweet mother of God, forgive me my sins. What did I do to deserve this? The pain was too much to bare. I legit felt like there was a demon inside of me, clawing its way out. Like Bella in Twilight. Dear jesus. I hated being a girl. I hated it with a passion bigger than dancing. It was so bad I'm legit considering dying. Why does this shit happen to me anyways?!

Periods. Anyway you twist it, they are disgusting times. They are painful, bloody, horrible and painful. Did I mention they're painful? Because they are. Really. 

It was obvious I wouldn't be able to come to rehearsals today. For sure. I woke up and just started crying from the pain. It was my first reflex. After a long time of just sobbing and clutching my stomach, I began thinking practically. Tampons. Right. Dragging myself to the bathroom of my appartment, I opened the cupboard. Empty. KILL ME. I hate life.

What was I gonna do? These are moments I'd love to be like the typical 17 year old and live with my parents. I considered my last option. I called Molly.

"Mols, hi, I really, really, really need you. Santa came early. I'm out of tamps. Help me please?"

"Oysh Anna, I'm so sorry. I can't come now immediatly though... You know it's rehearsal and he's fucking freaking over EVERYTHING. He'll probably kick me out... He's okay with you not being here because you had an extra rehearsal or something?I don't know but he's legit screaming at me so I have to hang up, I'll see you in a couple hours, I'm so sorry honey, I love you!! Bye sweets."

"B-but..."

She hung up. WHAT?! How am I supposed to get through the day. I felt like weeping even more. This was gonna be some of the most awful hours of my life. I was dreading it like no other. 

I hauled my ass back into my bed and felt disgusted at the fact that my bedsheets had the most awful red stain. It was revolting. Seriously.

Half an hour later I was still crying from the pain. Sure, I was trying to catch some sleep seeing as the time wasn't going any faster at all... It was so awful, I couldn't deal. 

Suddenly my door bell rang. Oh god, my stomach clenched together. I prayed with all my might it was Molly come to save me. Or Cam, who I texted during the half hour in my bed. He was my best guy friend and lately he's been acting so happy when we're together just because the agreement was off. It cheered me up too, and made me feel alot less guilty. 

I looked in the mirror while slentering towards the door and quickly recoiled from the horror I saw. Oh well, it's only Molly. She's probably seen me worse. 

As I open the door, I start sayin "Thank the lord, Mols, he let  you go... I'm legit dying. It's not even funny."

"Er, yea, it's Nate... Molly told me to get some stuff and, er, well, yea."

I closed the door. I couldn't believe that just happened. It was just a no. Wut?! Holy Jesus, what was I supposed to do? 

I opened the door just a slit to see him standing there patiently waiting... 

And then a wave of pain hit me and I just collapsed. I fell to the ground and started crying again. He could die for all I cared, sure it was embaressing for me that he saw me that way, but I didn't exactly think of that. 

"Holy shit, cupcake! Are you okay?" He stormed in my appartment and picked me up into his arms. 

"Painkillers. Please? Bathroom. Under sink." I was snotting up his whole T-shirt, and under any other circumstances I'm sure he's have cut off my nose, but I think he knew how damn serious this was. 

"He laid me on the couch and rushed off to find the bathroom. After a second or two he returned and gave me two small pills. Again, other circumstances, I'd been sure he'd have drugged me, but you know. Beggers can't be choosers. 

After a while, the pain started to eb away and I started to feel more like myself.

"I'm so sorry you had to see that, and about you're shirt and stuff. It's okay... You can leave now..."

"Cupcake, there is no way in hell I'm leaving you here alone. I have a sister, and a mother who raised me well. Go take a shower, it'll make you feel better. I'll be right here, maybe making you some lunch, seeing as breakfast already passed. Don't worry about it."

I was too tired, grumpy, touched, drugged to answer. So instead I dragged my ass in the shower and started to hum a song. 

Twenty minutes later I came out with sweats and a casual bun. It was comfy but not very glamerous. 

Sure enough, he was there with a plate, and on it were omelets. They smelled delicious. 

"I honestly expected you to leave. Why are you still here? Thank you so much though. And I'm really sorry. For, you know, everything."

"No problem, cupcake. Glad I could be of help. Here's your eggs and I picked up a movie too. It's 'Letters to Juliet'. Is that okay?"

"You don't have to watch a chickflick for me. It's fine."

"I insist. Plus it has Amanda Seyfried. Bitch, I ain't watching this for you." He winked right after. 

It maybe just because I'm extra freaking horny, but I wanted to take him. Right there and then, Eventhough thats technically not possible, since I was bleeding out of a crucial part. Period logic. It was so sexy though. My heart just fluttered. 

"Er, okay, 'Letters to Juliet' it is."

I  put in the movie and installed myself on the opposite end of the couch. 

I really couldn't focus because of the fact that he was rubbing circles on my thigh. It felt amazing. 

I tried to resist but I finally succumed. I laid my head on his shoulder and he started playing with the loose strands of hair. 

So by the end of the movie, I was laying asleep in his arms.

Damn, I missed a great movie! was legit the last thing on my mind.

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A/N: Nest chap will be Colly telling Anna about them, and a little bit of Nate's P.O.V. Bare with me!!!! 

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