Run Away Love (ON HOLD) x

Chapter 5: She'll come back to me.

I swear either I'm completely out of my mind and completely love stricken by her. She was driving me crazy.

                 As I shook the thought of her from my head, I remembered I needed a place to stay, so I darted to the nearest good class hotel I could find and made my way through the large, motioning glass doors.

Girls giving me that 'I'm going to eat you look' seriously disgusted me, like I could be in a relationship or married or attracted to men and they just shoot me that edible stare not thinking twice that I could be in one of those situations.

"Hey you, you looking for the bar?" A high pitched voice pierced through my ears. I looked up and the figure was clear. This girl looked like a dumb bimbo trying for a hook up with me. Nice try.

"Uh I'm fine, I don't drink." I said eagerly back and shot her a disgusted look.

"Come on, you look a bit stressed out, I'll show you around this place." She began speaking again.  

Will this girl ever shut up?

             The high pitched voice was sickening let alone the bleached blonde hair looked unreasonably fake for my liking.

"Like I said, I'm fine and I'll add something else on it." I paused for a moment then looked straight into her eyes. "I'm definitely not interested so why don't you run along and pick up some other man".

She looked strictly offended, to my surprise she didn't say anything except scoff and strutted away. Wow that was easy.

                A smirk decided to creep onto my face, as I remember the moment she laughed on the plane when I got water spilled all over me from some subsequently intelligent stewardess trying to make an opportunity to clean up the mess she made on me. But I actually do thank her for that, she made Lennon smile and that was worth the world to me.

I walked up to the front counter of the hotel and picked up my key card to open my hotel room. As I enter the elevator, the blonde girl I encountered with before. Is making physical and very intimate connection with the man by her side. He has his hands slipped under the strap of her dress and their faces literally stuck to one another. 

But I couldn't help but chuckle at how girls like this make their way around so quickly. Jumping from one guy to another, it's just so wrong and pretty much disgraceful. They had little dignity for themselves not even worrying about people walking in on them, to see them basically on top of each other in an elevator. Well what could I say, they looked like a couple of teenagers that were obviously so hormonal.

"Ah just save it for the bedroom." I heard the man beside her muffle under his breath.

Wow.

*Ting!  the elevator door opened and I felt like I could breathe. The relief over me was overwhelming, it's like breathing fresh air after being under a blanket for a long duration of time, trapped until the blanket gets pulled off revealing cold fresh oxygen.

I made my way in my hotel room, looking at the whole place. Neat, tidy, and a nice king size bed. I couldn't help but feel disgusted to sleep on here. If anybody did anything on this bed ever since the little fiasco in the elevator happened.

               As I waited for hours staring blankly at her phone siting on my bed, the temptation to resist peeking inside her phone was difficult. I had to wait, just wait for a day, until she comes knocking on my door, yelling in my face as I took her phone. She probably thought I pick-pocketed it from her.

                  Oh it doesn't matter, she'll be here talking to me. Her presence in this room filling the space between us, as I move closer to her. Telling her to be quiet I'll move the strand of hair that's sitting on top of her chin behind her ear. She'll yell at me, and I pull her closer to me, having her right next to me would be—

My thoughts quickly flew away from the sound of her phone ringing.  

       Should I pick it up? Or just let it ring till the caller gets tired? I thought to myself.

             It might be important, it might be her. I decided to pick it up so I quickly jested my hand to the phone and brought it up to my ear.

"Uh hello?" I said in an anxious tone.  

"What the hell, who are you? Are you one of her other parent's cocaine sniffing dealers?"  

Her tone was rough and she sounded like a self obnoxious teenager that was a so self centred. It was weird how I could tell just by hearing her voice.

"Excuse me what did you say?' I quickly questioned her while I was comfortably sitting on the bed. "The owner's not here right now, but if you want you can call her back." I paused for a moment then continued again. "You're looking for Lennon right?"

"Yes I am, now tell her that even though she ran away, people will know what her and her parents did.." She darted back at me then hung up. Letting the beeping tone die down.

             I was left there trying to put the pieces of the puzzle in my head together. The girl said 'cocaine sniffing dealers' and something about Lennon's parents. Is this girl as innocent as I thought she was? I started to question myself, what have I gotten myself into? As I fret pacing back and fourth.