My Secret Love

My Secret Love 08

I think I have gone mental, bcuz its 4.09 a.m n am sat on my bed writing this. I have all day to write but no I rather do it when am meant to be sleeping. Sorry for any mistakes my fwends and by the way happy new year!!! And one tiny thing else VOTE/COMMENT/FAN good night  

Chapter 8 

Daniel's POV. 

"So what your sayin is that guy i was dancin with is a drug dealer!" i heard her say.  

We were seated opposite each other on my bed after Nora had cleaned up and dressed in to my clothes since her dress had gotten dirty after her fall. Her dark brown near black hair hung well past her shoulders in wet wavy natural hair and her deep blue eyes that looked like endless pools were staring at me in shock. I guess anyone would be shocked if they found out a drug dealer was getting a little to close to them during a party. The shock of this realisation will be nothing compared to the shock she will feel when she finds out that, that is the same guy after Sam. But can I tell her that I asked my self. What will she gain, nothing but-  

"But you know what the most weird part is Daniel, he knew who I was," her answer snapped me out of my thoughts. He knew her!  

I moved closer to her on the bed so I was directly in front of her as I listen to her,  

"He told me 'it was nice to finally meet me', how does he know me Daniel?" should I tell her I questioned my self. After a few long minutes of silence I finally broke it, "Yeah he does Nora.." 

I searched her face for any sign of fear but I didn't find any, so I continued, 

"You know 'the big man' well... he's that... 'big man'" the room went silent as I waited patiently for her to say something. Expecting her to get upset over this new information or even show fear for her brother but what I wasn't expecting was for her to laugh. It was the first time I'd heard her laugh since she moved here, and it was a beautiful laugh I must add. It filled the rooms every corner. I waited for her to finish but not really wanting her to before saying something.  

"H-He was th-the big man," she asked in between her laughter. 

"Why are you laughing?" I asked watching her lay on her back and laugh harder. 

"Because when I imagined 'the big man' I expected him to be big, bald and muscular with dozens of tattoos," she stopped laughing and looked at me with a serious look on her face, 

"But what I didn't expect was a 19 or 20 or what ever years old that guy is to be after Sam, because seriously my big brother can kick that fuckers ass." So that's why she wasn't scared because she thought Sam and Adam were in a fight that only consists of the two of them. I could feel my throat closing in while my forehead turned sweaty as I mentally went over ways of telling her the rest. Grow some balls! My inner voice told me. 

"Nora, if it got down to the two of them fighting I'll bet what ever I have that Adam won't fight fair. He'll bring others into it."