Dark Paradise

Chapter Three

~ Never regret.

If it's good it's wonderful, if it's bad it's an experience.

I was the first one in the office this morning. Not even Quinn was here yet, I don't even know why I woke up so early. Rose wasn't even awake yet by the time I left the house. I just didn't feel like sleeping anymore. My dreams consisted of a familiar pair of green eyes and it was actually annoying me. I didn't really know what the feeling was all I knew was that I needed to see him again. And to do that I'd have to go to that damn fashion ball.

To get my mind of Harry I pulled out my sketch book out of my bag. I need a total of eight designs, ready by the end of this month for the fashion show. I don't know if I'll stick around to see my designs walk down the runway. I want to go back to Paris soon as possible. London is great but Paris was home for me. And I dearly missed my dogs and friends I have there. Rose was the only friend I had here.

Not too soon later there was a knock at my door.

"Come in." I said not bothering to look up from my sketch book.

"Good morning Bel. You came in early. Would you like your usual coffee from Starbucks?" Quinn asked.

"Yes please." I answered.

Hearing the door shut signaled that she had left. I was now on my third design. In the office I was in now the only person I spoke to was Quinn. And my boss here and there, she usually left me alone in peace. Only checking up on me every once in a while. Which I was grateful for.

For most of the day I was here alone. Quinn would pop in every hour to check if I needed anything. I've only been here for a week. The loneliness was was eating me alive. I guess thats why I was so desperate to finish up the designs and go back to Paris.

Twenty minutes later Quinn came in with my coffee.

"Anything else bel?" She asked.

"No thanks" I answered.

After drinking all my coffee I had more energy to continue working. By lunch break I was finished with my third design. I was glad to leave the office, even if it was for a mere hour. I grabbed my bag and left to go out to eat.

"I'll be back in an hour Quinn." I called out to Quinn as I stepped in the elevator.

"See you later Bel." She waved.

Like every day this past week, I went to nice little Italian restaurant. I'd order the same thing and sit in the same table.

"Good morning Ms. Hernandez always a pleasure to serve you." Tj my usual waiter greeted.

"Thanks always a pleasure to be here. I'll have the same Tj." I told him.

"Coming right up love." He said and walked off to the kitchen. My gaze fixed upon the window next to me. Just staring at the people walking by. It was calming in a way.

"May I join you?" A deep voice questioned. I looked up to see Harry's green eyes looking down at me with a smile.

"Oh hey. You can sit down." I answered. He sat down across from me.

"Have you thought about the ball?" He asked.

"Umm yea I'm still thinking about it." I told him.

"Will it change your mind if I kindly asked you to accompany me to the ball?" He asked smiling bigger. I could feel myself blush, which has been the second time Harry has had this affect on me.

"It might." I answered back.

"Well then, Belinda will you do me the kind favor of being my date to the fashion ball?" Harry asked grabbing my hand in his. In the time I've been in Europe, I haven't been asked out on a date. Especially not by someone as hot as Harry.

"I would love to Harry." I answered. It might be fun to start dating again.

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After lunch I headed straight back to my office. I wanted to already finish my fourth design and with any luck I'll begin on my fifth before I leave for the day.

Quinn popped in every now and then and bought me coffee when she noticed how dead I'd look, which was pretty much every hour. Without some sort of sugar in me I'm practically dead. I did manage to finish my fourth design but I did not get a chance to even brain storm ideas for the fifth design. Although I was working pretty fast and got a lot done, so either way I was moving along just fine. I just have the habit of finishing stuff sooner then it's actually expected.

By then end of the day my head had a major headache. Like usual I grabbed my things and bid Quinn goodnight.

As I walked in to Roses apartment I was excited to tell her that I decided to go to the ball. And that I had a date to it.

"Rosie, I'm home." I shouted as I walked inside, I dropped my bag by the door. The house was abnormally quiet, usually she's doing something that involved noise. She's a very loud girl.

"Rosie." I screamed, my voice just echoed but I didn't get a response. Hmm that's weird, if she goes out at night she usually calls me so I won't worry about her. Even though I'm smaller then her, I'd say I'm more capable of handling myself, Rosie is more fragile and that's why I worry.

I called her multiple times and she never answered. She didn't leave a note or anything. I tried to calm down, she is a grown women anyway she's 24, she can handle herself. She'll be home any second, probably went out.

I tried sleeping, but after three hours, of tossing and turning I got up. It was midnight and Rosie still wasn't home. I paced around the living room thinking of where the hell the girl could be at. My first thought was her boyfriends house. All of these bad things flashed through my mind. What if she did try to break off with him and he didn't take it well. Rosie could be dead, or hurt.

I was in a large t-shirt and yoga pants, I slipped on my white converse and ran to my car. I don't know even know where the hell I'm going. As I'm driving I'm trying to remember if Rosie had ever mentioned where the guy lived. Nothing came to mind, just the negative comments she made about him. Which just got me more worried about her.

My phone began to ring, I parked the car on the side of the road and picked it up. Thank God it was Rosie calling.

"Rosie my god where the hell are you?" I screamed over the phone. I could hear a lot of noise in the background it sounded like a party.

"Bel... I'm scared." Rosie sniffled over the phone.

"Rosie where are you? What's going on?" I questioned her.

"I'm at Ian's house. I came over to dump him, but he was having a party, he won't let me go home. He's drunk and I'm really scared." She cried.

"Okay calm down Rose, text me the address and I'll be there shortly. Don't worry everything will be fine. I'm coming okay. Just stay put. Bye."

"Bye." She said and hung up. God I have no idea what I'm putting myself into right now. The things I do for this chick. Okay then let's get this over with.