# Wills P.O.V #
I saw her but she didn't see me. The pale pink dress made her eyes pop and they looked shiny like she had gold flecks in her eyes. I knew she had gold flecks in her eyes but nobody else did. She looked stunning and I felt guilty dancing with these girls. But before I have a chance to leave these girls, Grace drags her over to the dance floor and they start dancing. Who said you needed to dance with a guy these girls were dancing even better than the two girls that were dancing with me.
I go back to dancing and then I see Meghan disappear around a corner. Grace is still dancing and I get worried. I apologise to the girls and run up the stairs behind Meghan. I see her enter a bathroom and I think it's all good. I lean against a wall and wait for Meghan to come out. Just as the door is about to shut I see a stocky, muscled man walking into the bathroom behind her and shut the door. I then hear it lock. I immediately go into panic mode. He didn't look drunk at all and if he locked the door that can't be good for my blossom. I go to the door and hear nothing. That's very bad, so so bad. I walk down the hall and into one of the bedrooms. I don't care what the couple doing it thought of me, I couldn't let Meghan be harmed. I grab the baseball bat out of Trent's closet and run back to the bathroom. I swing the baseball bat into the door over and over again. I make a hole the size of a bowling ball in the door and I push my arm through the hole unlocking the door. Kicking the door open I see Meghan pressed up against the wall and the guy is doing anything and everything to her.
Without thinking my body goes numb. I tap the guy's shoulder and he detaches his lips from Meghan and looks at me. I don't hesitate. My fist collides with his jaw and a sickening crunch resonates around the room. Meghan looks petrified. I punch the guy a few more times then kick him in the side of his head knocking him out. Grabbing Meghan's hand I pull her into my arms and hug her. She hugs me back and tears flood down her face into my shirt. I pull away and kiss her forehead then grab her hand and we run down the stairs. I find Grace on the dance floor still grinding it out with random guys. I grab her hand and he looks surprised to see me then I pull her out the front with Meghan holding my other hand.
We get in the car and Grace sits in the back seat. She looks really tipsy and like she is going to puke at any moment. I lean across Meghan and grab a sick bag out of the glove compartment as well as a bottle of water. I give both to Grace and she gives me a thankful smile. Turning back to Meghan I grab her hand and squeeze it. Kissing the back of it I let it go I turn the key in the ignition and drive us home.
+ Meghan's P.O.V +
When we arrive back home I'm still shaken up. We walk up to the front door and I unlock it. Will carries a passed out Grace up to her room and lays her on the bed. He walks out and I shut the door. He then looks at me and I see that he has forgiven me for what has happened with Johnno. The steely look is gone from his eyes and all I can do is be thankful. Taking him by surprise I launch myself at him and link my arms around his neck. Me being the tiny person with a height of '5.1' my feet aren't touching the ground anymore. I'm hanging on for dear life from his neck. He stiffens for a moment then encircles both arms around my waist and hugs me back. He walks towards my room and opens the door.
Placing me in the ensuite bathroom he grabs my towel from the hook behind the door and hands it to me. Giving me a swift kiss on the cheek he leaves the room and leaves me alone to shower. I turn the hot water on and find the zip to the back of my dress. Peeling the dress off of me I feel free, like my skin can breathe again. Taking off the shoes and all of the jewellery I step into the shower and relish in the heat of the shower.
I wash all of the make-up off of my face and grab the shampoo bottle ready to wash my hair. I finish washing my hair and I don't want to get out. The hot water has made my skin feel red and I feel disgusted. Grabbing my loofah I cover it in chocolate mint body wash and scrub. My skin becomes raw by the time I'm done but I feel clean. Stepping out of the shower I wrap the towel around me and walk back into my room.
I walk over to my dresser and grab out some undies, a bra and a shirt. I'm about to take my towel off when I hear a slight cough. I turn around and see a freshly showered Will McIntyne sitting on my bed in all his glory. Feeling awkward I secured the towel around me and ran back into the bathroom. As I shut the door I heard a low chuckle escape his lips. Putting the garments on I feel too exposed in one of my very short shirts. Knowing that I have to leave the bathroom even for a pair of shorts, I hang up the towel and enter my room. Will looks over at me and I see his eyes darken. Feeling exposed I walk slower than usual over to my bed and sit beside him. Something must click in his head because he mutters ill be back and go over to his room. He is back in a few moments and standing ever so close to me. I must have zoned out for a few seconds because he is standing right in front of me when I could have sworn he only just left. He stands there and because he is so tall I have to look up at him. He extends his hand and I take it, he slowly pulls me to a stand. He lets go of my hand and places a dark blue football shirt in my hand. Realising what he is giving it to me for I lower my head and turn around. I step around to the end of the bed and take off my shirt. I throw it into the clothes hamper as I have to do everybody's washing tomorrow and slide Wills shirt on.
My eyes drift over to the bed and I see an IPad and a set of earphones.
"What's that for?" I'm curious. I know curiosity killed the cat but I can't help it. He moves his eyes from the wall to the bed.
"Oh I thought you would want to watch a movie after what happened ... You know to calm you down and you know make you feel better." He looked uncomfortable and I couldn't help myself I launched myself at him again for another hug. This time he was ready for it and he caught me swiftly. I bury my head in his neck and breath in, willing the tears to stay at bay. But they wouldn't listen. Before I know it I'm sobbing into his shoulder. Nobody has ever been this nice to me since my parents left. Well other than Martha.
He doesn't question anything and just comforts me while I cry uncontrollably into his shoulder. I stop crying after a while and I just give him a tight squeeze. I crawl up onto my bed and grab the fluffy blue blanket. I pat the spot next to me and he trudges over as if unsure he should come and watch the movie with me. Once he is seated I pass him the IPad and he unlocks it and opens a few applications. He doesn't look like he is going to give it back so I reach over and snatch it from him. He looks at me astounded and I just give him a look as if daring him to argue with me.
I close down Netflix and look through Apple Movies. Spotting the perfect movie, I know he won't like it but I just really wanted to watch it, I pick the movie and give him the headphones.
He groans as he hears the introductory music and I know what's coming next. "Descendants! Really?! Out of millions of different movies you pick Descendants!?" I turn my head and give him a grin before turning my attention back to the IPad. When it gets ten minutes or so into the movie and the first song comes I'm really surprised when he grabs a pen from my bedside table and uses it as a microphone as he starts singing word for word perfect along with the song.
He has an amazing voice and when the song stops he puts the pen on the blanket in front of the IPad and looks at me. I put on a frown at first then just before he turns away I grin. As if thinking the same thing we both put our hands up for a high five at the same time. We both turn away and I can't help it I laugh. I look over at Will and see him looking upset.
"It's just ... I would have ... Sung that if .... You hadn't picked up... That pen and pranced around singing!" I manage to blurt out between fits of giggles. By the end of the movie it's 10:30 and I'm famished. Skipping dinner isn't a good thing. Turning the IPad off I take the headphones out grab Wills hand and yank him off of the bed and out of my door.
When we get out of my door we look at each other and I know we are thinking exactly the same thing. We both start running at the same time. We both take the stairs two at a time and when we reach the bottom we are neck and neck. We come to a sharp corner and I hold onto the edge of the doorway as I swing around and into the dining room. Will on the other grabs nothing and because he is wearing socks, slides right past the doorway. I chuckle slightly and reach the kitchen. Will rounds the corner a minute later and slams into the counter. I'm about to laugh when he stays still. When he doesn't make any attempt to get up that scares me. Then right as I'm about to freak out he starts laughing.
"Your face was priceless!" he starts laughing and all I can think is that you Mr Will McIntyne are not going to live without me getting you back.
# Wills P.O.V #
Her face was priceless. Maybe it was mean to scare her like that but I couldn't help it. Getting up off of the floor I follow her into the kitchen. I expect to see Paolo in there creating one of his 'masterpieces' but all I see is Meghan and a whole bunch of ingredients lined up on the bench.
"Um, Meghan what are all of these for? We can just get out some microwave food." seeing all of this uncooked food makes me weary. Then she starts laughing.
"Knight has never cooked before ... How charming! Now, what do you want to eat? I'm having fried rice." I scowl at her sarcasm but inform her that I would like spaghetti. Then she walks over to me, grabs my hand and pulls me to the bench. Oh no she is going to make me make it... This will surely be a disaster!
Twenty minutes later everything is cooked. The spaghetti was so easy to make I'm surprised i never learnt before. Grabbing the two plates I slowly make my way back up the stairs while Meghan follows behind me with the cutlery. Sitting back on her bed she sits across from me the IPad forgotten.
"I'm ready to tell you everything Will" She whispers. I sit there shocked I didn't expect her to tell me this early.
"But if you want to get the first bits of information we are going to have to play Twenty Questions!" I've never even played Twenty Questions. This was going to be fun.
1. Where do your parents live? " In Florida she replies.
2. Where did you live before you came to work here? In an orphanage, she replies obviously not affected by where she lived.
3. Are those kids from the orphanage? She looks up at the photos and smiles warmly "yea they are" she says and I know she loves them more than anything.
4. Do you have any siblings? I did she replies.
And the rest of the game goes on like that. When she finished her Twenty it was my turn to answer. She asks some basic questions to start with and then she hits the nail right on the head.
7. Where is your mum Will? And before I can even stop myself I tell her everything. I tell her how my mum died when I was 8 and my dad abandoned me at birth.
8. Where is Mrs McIntyne? I ended up in an orphanage and Mr and Mrs McIntyne were looking for a second child as they wanted to adopt their second one. Mrs McIntyne was a very lovely and caring woman. I loved her as much as I loved my birth mum. By the time I was ten I fit in here better than I ever had anywhere else and Mrs McIntyne found out that she was pregnant again. When she gave birth to the baby she lost too much blood and the baby suffered as well. Mr McIntyne never looked so happy again after she died. He still smiles but he is never home.
After I answered that she stopped asking personal questions and we finished the game. With empty bowls and full stomachs, we put the bowls aside and I watched as Meghan picked up the IPad. She unlocked it (now that she knew the password) and started scrolling through the list of movies again. Then I took the IPad out of her hands and gave her an I dare you look. She sunk back into the pillows and I smiled in defeat.
+ Meghan's P.O.V +
He puts on the Matrix and although I love the movie I'm too tired to stay awake. I fall asleep facing Will with my head on the pillow. This time the nightmare is different.
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A shadow walks through the mist and I believe that it's Ally. I run towards it only to see that it's a hooded figure and the man becomes more defined as he inches closer. I hear Ally behind me. I don't know what she is doing out here but it's really creepy.
He stops a fair distance in front of me and I start breathing again. Then he draws something sleek and although the dock here is dark I know that the object he has is a gun. I could run but I know i would never make it to the gate in time. The gun goes off and I'm still standing. I open my eyes and everything becomes blurry.
There on the floor in front of me lays Ally covered in blood. One bullet through the chest and she grabs my arm and I look her in the eye. The tears are falling and I can't stop them.
"Take the necklace Meghan and run! I love you and mum and dad and don't ever forget that". She closes her eyes and I feel the grip on my arm loosen. I take the necklace and clip it around my neck. Then I hear shouting. I quickly kiss her forehead and then I run.
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I wake to a hand on my shoulder and a pair of deep grey eyes watching me with concern. I give him a small smile and tell him I'm ok. He gives me a hug and I'm thankful for it. When he lets me go I turn on the bedside lamp and go over to my desk. I grab my journal out and I climb back into bed. Grabbing the pen Will used earlier I write all about my day yesterday and all about the nightmare. When I finish I go to the back of the cover and put a strike under Ally's name.
I look over at Will and he is concerned. I can see it in his eyes. So i give him the nightmare entry and he reads. For a few minutes he is silent and then he hugs me. Then without saying a word he gets up and sits back on his make shift bed on the floor.
I jump out of bed and grab his arm pulling him towards the bed. Its 5:30 am on a Sunday and he is sleeping on the floor. Not gonna happen. Pulling him towards me we both hit the bed with a thud and hes squashing me. Giving his cheek a kiss I push him off of me and roll over onto my side of the bed.