"Sorry, we only have one room left, and it's a double , not a twin." The receptionist apologized. We were at, yet another, cheap hotel. This was what my life was like from now on; Hotel, Breakfast, Walk, Lunch-break, Walk, New Hotel, Dinner. Sometimes their would be 'days off', but they were just awkward. Daz's eye had healed, not that he'd admitted it had ever been damaged. There had been no more meet ups with people who seemed to know Daz, but Daz denied knowing. He was back to being the madman who didn't seem to know his own emotions. The madman, I was shamefully, in love with. I hadn't told him yet, for numerous reasons.
Reason 1) According to Simon I was 'another one', not even as pretty as the rest. So Daz might be messing with me, playing with my emotions for his own insane pleasure.
Reason 2) He doesn't seem to recognize his own emotions, so, even if he felt the same way, he probably wouldn't know it.
Reason 3) He's a self-admitted madman who has mood swings at impossible speeds.
"That's ok" I said to the receptionist, "we'll find a different hotel." I turned to leave but Daz grabbed my arm.
"We'll take the double." He told the receptionist.
"What?" I asked him.
"There aren't any other hotels nearby." He explained to me, I scowled at him, but let him lead me to the room. I placed the rucksack down on the bed, then lay back, trying to seem exhausted so he wouldn't ask anything of me. It worked, he went into the bathroom to shower. I decided to use this time to snoop further. I opened up the rucksack and found his phone. I felt guilty as I pressed the on button, but a sort of cheeky guilty. I slid my finger across the screen to be faced with a keypad. It was password protected. I tried to guess the password, entering things like daz, zad, I even tried Desmond, but nothing worked and his phone locked itself. I placed the phone back in the rucksack and lay back down on the bed just as Daz entered the room. I gazed up at the ceiling, thinking about what on earth I was doing with my life. Running away with a mysterious stranger, falling in love, trying to hack onto his phone, going through his pockets, tonight I would share a bed with him!
"What are you thinking about, shadow?" He asked. I decided to answer, I'd learned that he'd call me 'shadow' when he was calm and romantic, and 'Nutty Nina' when he was stressed and annoyed.
"Why I came with you that night." I confessed.
"Do you regret it?" He questioned me, confused and slightly agitated.
"No" I assured him, "I'm just wondering why, under those circumstances, you got to me."
"I told you that anything could happen if you followed me, so you did. You were curious." He explained.
"Curiosity killed the cat." I reminded him. He came over to me, and whispered in my ear,
"but her kittens lived on." I shut my eyes in bliss, then opened them in embarrassment.
"What do you mean?" I asked him, trying to sound as though he wasn't driving me crazy.
"Your my kitten, Nina. My curious little kitten who wants her mysterious tiger to show her how to use her claws." My heart was going to escape my rib cage in a minute. He spread his arms around me, drawing me closer to him...
"I can't Daz. I'm sorry." I ruined the mood. I got up in shame, wasn't this what I wanted? His love? Why did I feel so un-ready?
"It's okay kitten. Your not quite ready to leave the comfort of your owner's lap yet. One day those claws will grow." He was playing with me, that I knew. Saying this was all okay then coming out with a metaphor like that, he was flirting with me, testing me perhaps.
But had I passed or failed?
AN: Hope you guys enjoyed the romance in this chapter. Sorry it is so short! Comments ALWAYS welcome, thanks for reading!