“You’re not sorry.” –Taylor Swift, You’re Not Sorry
Jordan's P.O.V
Oh my goodness, was this actually happening? Am I actually about to be murdered in my own hotel room? I never imagined it this way.
The person [roughly] pushed me in front of Kat's bed. "Stay there and don't move!" they whispered quite loudly.
I now learned it was a man. That rough voice of his sounded too familiar...
He went and closed the connecting door in our rooms carefully and then went back to me. "Get up!"
Why the heck wasn't Nathan doing anything? Did he find it completely normal that it takes a person like 20 mins just to go next door and grab some PJ's? NO!
I did what the person asked and got up. They pushed me towards the door and then out of it. It was still so dark that I didn't see their face. If I did see their face, I would’ve automatically slapped it.
We walked out and he pushed me towards the end of the hallway, where a janitor’s closet was.
“You better not be-“ I started, and didn’t get to finish. He shoved me into the closet and then he himself came in too. He closed the door behind him and stood in front of me.
The closet was seriously small. We were in there cramped up, practically 3 inches apart if we leaned against the wall.
My hands searched around for some sort of switch and I finally grabbed a piece of string in front of me and pulled it, which turned to light on.
I gasped when I realized whose face it was.
Nathan’s P.O.V
Jordan’s been gone for like 20 minutes. Does it honestly take that long to grab some pajamas from next door? Girls.
“Hey Jordan? You still in there?” I called out.
No response.
I sighed and got up. I went into the other room and found it completely dark. I turned on the lights and saw no one in there.
“Jordan?”
Still nothing.
And right on the bed, I saw those PJ’s that Jordan was probably referring to, all laid out and untouched.
I got a little worried, so I went back to Jordan’s room and thought to call her. I picked up my phone and clicked her name on my contacts list.
‘It’s tearin’ up my heart when I’m with you, but when we are apart, I feel it too….’
I turned around and saw Jordan’s phone on the nightstand.
Damn. Of course she didn’t have her phone with her.
“Okay Nathan, don’t worry, she probably went down to the lobby for something.” I tried to reassure myself.
Yeah, but why wouldn’t she tell me that she went somewhere?
“AYYEE WE’RE BACKKK!!!” I heard Rachael called from the doorway.
A little bit of relief flooded through me, thinking that Jordan was with them.
But when I looked over, all I saw were Rachael, Heather, and Kat.
Heather looked at me and raised her eyebrow. “Hey Nath, what are you doing here in our room looking like a worried mother?”
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No Strings Attached
FanfictionJordan wants to get away from all the pain that her boyfriend, Jason is causing her. As well as emotional pain, she has to deal with physical pain from him too. She and her friends to decide to take a trip to the Bahamas to let it all go. But as soo...
