editor: @bombings
edited: march 10, 2015
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Navy blue // The Story so far
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3 hours we had been here.
3 hours we had been talking.
I didn't believe it what he told me and I was right as it turned out that he wasn't actually dead, but he let me hit him, just to make sure.
He was nice.
His name was Dave... apparently. He seemed hesitant when I asked questions, stumbling over his words.
The music downstairs had gotten louder but neither of us made an attempt in joining them.
This was the first time in a while, that I hadn't been stoned halfway through a party. I have never lasted this long, without the memories starting to flood back to my mind.
He said he was a close friend of Nick - so close I hadn't seen them hanging out together before.
I had caught him staring for a while, but I didn't question it.
"You seem different." He had an accent.
"Different how?" I looked at him this time, he looked back.
"Just different. I can't really explain, to be honest," he was still looking at me, like he was searching for something.
I looked away, feeling a bit nervous and scared.
"It's nothing."
I could tell he noticed my sudden reaction to the question and it pushed him to go further.
"You can tell me anything."
They always say that.
Getting up I walked out the room.
He followed me out and caught up.
I needed a drink.
He was still following me.
I was in the kitchen now, heading for the bottles.
He held my hand back as I started for my second drink.
I wasn't in the mood today.
I glared. "What do you want now?"
"Uh I-I wanted some of that."
He was lying and I could see it.
Nick was here now. He glanced at Dave and nodded at him. He returned it.
It was weird but I just ignored it, sliding my drink to him.
Nick looks between us shaking his head. He whispered something to Dave and suddenly Dave looks angry.
Harry shoves him away.
Maybe I was a little worried now.
Before Dave walks out, he looks at me and leans down to my ear.
"He's brought Rae back for you"
I heard a glass break.
It was the one I was holding.
Sorry for short chapter but what do you guys think. Ermmmmm huge thanks to inkfected for the new cover and littleirishcutie for editing this chapter.
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