Dancing With My Scars - On Hold
Chapter 21- Ecstasy
Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood (listen to this song while reading)
Bella's Point of View:
"Harry, you need to take your seat in the audience!" I moan through a kiss. I don't know how, but he snuck into my dressing room when Chris stepped out.
"You just look so hot in this outfit... but you already know that, don't you?" He gives me a cheeky grin and I roll my eyes. His lips travel towards the nape of my neck and I fist my fingers through his luxurious hair with soft moans escaping my mouth until the door swings open, startling us both.
"Am I interrupting something?" Chris smirks, stepping inside the room with his shirt off.
"Where's your shirt?" Harry gapes at him, clearly frustrated.
"I don't wear one tonight... it's part of the look, right Bella?" He gives me a devilish grin before I nod my head towards Harry.
"Babe, you've gotta go now. I'll see you after the show, yeah?" I smile, leaning in for one more kiss. He happily obliges before sending one last glare into Chris' very soul and exiting the room.
"Intimidated much?" I chuckle at Chris's look of fear.
"Not in the slightest. I just think you should be careful around Harry... I don't think he's any good for you." Chris shares, taking a few steps closer to me. Is he serious?
"What do you mean?" I inquire with an amused expression plastered across my face. He shakes his head and looks away.
"Louis told me some of the stuff Harry used to be involved with... you know drugs and all that stuff--"
"Louis was just as much a part of that, even more than Harry." I remind him, getting a little bit annoyed.
"Right, I know that," he starts off, "but that doesn't mean he won't get involved with it again or do something that puts you in danger. What about your daughter, don't you ever worry about her safety when she's with Harry?" He questions, and I roll my eyes.
"Look Chris, I appreciate you looking out for me but Harry has been clean for four years now and he hasn't sold a drug in three. He's a successful tattoo franchise owner and that's all. It's part of their pasts, all of their pasts." I sigh. This whole 'drug' thing never really goes away, no matter how hard I try to ignore it.
"I'm sorry Bella, I wasn't try to upset you or anything... Fuck, come here." He motions for me to embrace him, which I do.
"I just don't like to think about it, that's all. I don't know what I'd do if my daughter was in danger." I huff into his arms, and he rubs soothing circles on my back.
"I hope you never have to deal with that, but if you do I know one guy who will always be there for you... and that's me. Louis too, even though you might no believe it." He chuckles the last part, making me laugh too. I wipe the moisture under my eyes and let out a long breath.
"C'mon, we've got a dance to do." I smile, taking his hand and leading him down to where the rest of the celebrities were. They're all super sweet to Chris because of his injury, which makes me glad. We were luckily up first this week, so we got to go out there right away.
"Good luck, babe." Chris whispered in my ear, taking his position. I glanced over at Harry who was sitting in the audience with a small smile on his face, which made my heart start pounding. I can't really remember the last time or any time dancing in front of him... so this is exciting.
The music started and we danced to the music magically, our connection was honestly so strong and in sync when we moved. He remembered every correction I gave him throughout the week and I through in a couple extra turns for the hell of it. After we finished, we were both out of breath and exhausted. Judges time.
"Chris Avery, you are a true inspiration! You're better than half of the contestants and you're disable. Bravo!" The judge Len boomed.
"Bella absolutely smashed it with choreography tonight and Chris you nailed that jump! Just make sure you have a steady frame next time but excellent job tonight." Carrie Ann, the second judge told us.
"Chris, you are one hot piece of meat on that dance floor and Bella... Ugh! You are both my favorite couple to ever appear on this show. The chemistry is like nothing I've ever seen before." Bruno gushed.
We got our score, a total of 29 points...
"That's the highest of the season!!' Chris screamed, nearly tackling me.
"I'm so fucking happy!" I shouted as it broke to commercial. He helped me up from the floor and we were both in a fit of hysterics, and then I looked at Harry. It was a vision of pride and hurt all in one. What the hell did I do?
"Why are you so pissed off?" I asked Harry as we awkwardly walked to his car.
"You were all over each other out there! Am I supposed to be happy about that?" He asked, and I rolled my eyes.
"That's part of the dancing... It's called passion?" I said in annoyance.
"It's called flirting and getting a little to friendly. You won't dance like that with him again, alright? I can't handle it when I see you doing that with another guy, it drives me crazy." He pleaded, and I just nodded to shut him the hell up.
"Other then that... how was it?" I asked feeling hopeful as I stepped inside the car. He gave me a cheeky smile and let out a breath.
"You were absolutely incredible, Bella. I mean it." He smiled, rubbing my thigh softly. I felt like I was going to cry for some reason... I guess Harry's opinion means more to me than everyone else's.
As I was putting on my seat belt, I noticed a small plastic baggy on the ground. While Harry turned on the radio, my curiosity got the best of me and I picked it up.
"What's this?" I asked, unzipping it and looking inside. My heart stopped when I saw little blue tablets and clear capsules with white powder inside.
"What the fuck?" Harry asked, taking it out of my hand.
"What the hell Harry? Is the ecstasy?" I asked. His face went blank and I shook the bag in his face. "Well?!" I asked.
"Yes, but it's not mine, I swear! I have no fucking clue how it got in here!" He shouted, and I just shook my head.
"I trusted you! And then you're going to go ahead and do this? We have a kid Harry! I'm so done." I shouted, taking the bag and dumping it out in the parking lot.
"Bella, wait! I swear it's not mine, I would never do that--"
"Problem?" Chris's voice echoed around me. I turned around to look at him with my crying blood shot eyes and his face turned into a big frown.
"Can--you--please--take--me--home." I sobbed, nearly crashing into his arms. I could hear Harry come up behind me, but Chris' hands stopped him.
"Stay away from her." Chris shouted, shoving Harry onto the pavement. Before he could get up, we hopped into the car and drove away.
The tears and sobs wouldn't stop flowing out of me and my world was collapsing in front of me. Mia's father is drug dealing again... Doesn't he know what that does to me? What it's lead to in the past? My past?
Selfish bastard. I'm just grateful I have Chris now who will be there for me... cause I just don't know with everyone else anymore.
Bella's Point of View:
"Harry, you need to take your seat in the audience!" I moan through a kiss. I don't know how, but he snuck into my dressing room when Chris stepped out.
"You just look so hot in this outfit... but you already know that, don't you?" He gives me a cheeky grin and I roll my eyes. His lips travel towards the nape of my neck and I fist my fingers through his luxurious hair with soft moans escaping my mouth until the door swings open, startling us both.
"Am I interrupting something?" Chris smirks, stepping inside the room with his shirt off.
"Where's your shirt?" Harry gapes at him, clearly frustrated.
"I don't wear one tonight... it's part of the look, right Bella?" He gives me a devilish grin before I nod my head towards Harry.
"Babe, you've gotta go now. I'll see you after the show, yeah?" I smile, leaning in for one more kiss. He happily obliges before sending one last glare into Chris' very soul and exiting the room.
"Intimidated much?" I chuckle at Chris's look of fear.
"Not in the slightest. I just think you should be careful around Harry... I don't think he's any good for you." Chris shares, taking a few steps closer to me. Is he serious?
"What do you mean?" I inquire with an amused expression plastered across my face. He shakes his head and looks away.
"Louis told me some of the stuff Harry used to be involved with... you know drugs and all that stuff--"
"Louis was just as much a part of that, even more than Harry." I remind him, getting a little bit annoyed.
"Right, I know that," he starts off, "but that doesn't mean he won't get involved with it again or do something that puts you in danger. What about your daughter, don't you ever worry about her safety when she's with Harry?" He questions, and I roll my eyes.
"Look Chris, I appreciate you looking out for me but Harry has been clean for four years now and he hasn't sold a drug in three. He's a successful tattoo franchise owner and that's all. It's part of their pasts, all of their pasts." I sigh. This whole 'drug' thing never really goes away, no matter how hard I try to ignore it.
"I'm sorry Bella, I wasn't try to upset you or anything... Fuck, come here." He motions for me to embrace him, which I do.
"I just don't like to think about it, that's all. I don't know what I'd do if my daughter was in danger." I huff into his arms, and he rubs soothing circles on my back.
"I hope you never have to deal with that, but if you do I know one guy who will always be there for you... and that's me. Louis too, even though you might no believe it." He chuckles the last part, making me laugh too. I wipe the moisture under my eyes and let out a long breath.
"C'mon, we've got a dance to do." I smile, taking his hand and leading him down to where the rest of the celebrities were. They're all super sweet to Chris because of his injury, which makes me glad. We were luckily up first this week, so we got to go out there right away.
"Good luck, babe." Chris whispered in my ear, taking his position. I glanced over at Harry who was sitting in the audience with a small smile on his face, which made my heart start pounding. I can't really remember the last time or any time dancing in front of him... so this is exciting.
The music started and we danced to the music magically, our connection was honestly so strong and in sync when we moved. He remembered every correction I gave him throughout the week and I through in a couple extra turns for the hell of it. After we finished, we were both out of breath and exhausted. Judges time.
"Chris Avery, you are a true inspiration! You're better than half of the contestants and you're disable. Bravo!" The judge Len boomed.
"Bella absolutely smashed it with choreography tonight and Chris you nailed that jump! Just make sure you have a steady frame next time but excellent job tonight." Carrie Ann, the second judge told us.
"Chris, you are one hot piece of meat on that dance floor and Bella... Ugh! You are both my favorite couple to ever appear on this show. The chemistry is like nothing I've ever seen before." Bruno gushed.
We got our score, a total of 29 points...
"That's the highest of the season!!' Chris screamed, nearly tackling me.
"I'm so fucking happy!" I shouted as it broke to commercial. He helped me up from the floor and we were both in a fit of hysterics, and then I looked at Harry. It was a vision of pride and hurt all in one. What the hell did I do?
"Why are you so pissed off?" I asked Harry as we awkwardly walked to his car.
"You were all over each other out there! Am I supposed to be happy about that?" He asked, and I rolled my eyes.
"That's part of the dancing... It's called passion?" I said in annoyance.
"It's called flirting and getting a little to friendly. You won't dance like that with him again, alright? I can't handle it when I see you doing that with another guy, it drives me crazy." He pleaded, and I just nodded to shut him the hell up.
"Other then that... how was it?" I asked feeling hopeful as I stepped inside the car. He gave me a cheeky smile and let out a breath.
"You were absolutely incredible, Bella. I mean it." He smiled, rubbing my thigh softly. I felt like I was going to cry for some reason... I guess Harry's opinion means more to me than everyone else's.
As I was putting on my seat belt, I noticed a small plastic baggy on the ground. While Harry turned on the radio, my curiosity got the best of me and I picked it up.
"What's this?" I asked, unzipping it and looking inside. My heart stopped when I saw little blue tablets and clear capsules with white powder inside.
"What the fuck?" Harry asked, taking it out of my hand.
"What the hell Harry? Is the ecstasy?" I asked. His face went blank and I shook the bag in his face. "Well?!" I asked.
"Yes, but it's not mine, I swear! I have no fucking clue how it got in here!" He shouted, and I just shook my head.
"I trusted you! And then you're going to go ahead and do this? We have a kid Harry! I'm so done." I shouted, taking the bag and dumping it out in the parking lot.
"Bella, wait! I swear it's not mine, I would never do that--"
"Problem?" Chris's voice echoed around me. I turned around to look at him with my crying blood shot eyes and his face turned into a big frown.
"Can--you--please--take--me--home." I sobbed, nearly crashing into his arms. I could hear Harry come up behind me, but Chris' hands stopped him.
"Stay away from her." Chris shouted, shoving Harry onto the pavement. Before he could get up, we hopped into the car and drove away.
The tears and sobs wouldn't stop flowing out of me and my world was collapsing in front of me. Mia's father is drug dealing again... Doesn't he know what that does to me? What it's lead to in the past? My past?
Selfish bastard. I'm just grateful I have Chris now who will be there for me... cause I just don't know with everyone else anymore.
Notes
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1/14/18