Sorry for the long wait, I've been dealing with some personal stuff. Here's another chapter of Pretty Woman! Enjoy!
He glanced at the hoop in his hand and back up, out into the distance ahead of him.
He glanced straight ahead, squinting as he tried to make out any resemblance of the tiny woman that he had just spent the last thirty minutes with. She was nowhere to be found. He stepped the few steps leading up to the front desk and down the main driveway as he turned his head sharply to the right, in an effort to see if she had gone in this direction.
No such luck.
Turning his head to the right, he was able to make out her small, fragile figure. He made his way down the sidewalk, along the well-lit street that lined the hotel.
"Rachel!" he shouted as he approached her, jogging slightly towards her figure.
She hadn't lifted her head, but instead continued looking down, eyes locked on whatever it was that she had in her hand.
"Rachel!" he shouted once again, as he got closer, this time causing her head to jerk up.
"Finn?"
By the time he caught up to her, it was clear that she had been on her phone, as she waited next to a bus stop. He hoped she wasn't taking the bus, especially at this time at night. A petite girl like her could get hurt out in New York, alone. He glanced to his left and right, noticing that the streets were completely empty. He had forgotten he stopped her on the middle of the sidewalk until she snapped him out of his daze.
"Finn"
He snapped his head back towards her as she stared at him expectantly.
"Oh – uh, you left this in my car," he held out the single hoop earring towards her, looking back up at her bare right ear. She immediately moved a hand up to the ear, as she noticed, for the first time, its bareness. "You might look kinda silly with only one of those on," he joked awkwardly.
She brushed her hand over his as she took the earring back from him, fastening it in her right ear.
"Thank you."
He stood there for another moment, shifting his weight awkwardly from foot to foot, trying to start up another conversation with her. He had no idea why he was at such a loss for words when he was speaking with her. It was nearing 1 am, yet he found himself completely awake.
"Finn."
He glanced back at her again, mentally slapping himself for staring blankly at her again.
"Did you need something else?" she asked.
"Wh – oh, no. I was just going to ask you if you, uh, had any plans for the rest of the evening," he said, again, slapping himself for stumbling through the sentence.
"Actually I - " she was cut off my the roaring of an engine, followed by a small, brown Sedan that made its presence along the curb of the road.
"Somebody call for a ride?" a man said from inside the car, lowering the driver's window.
"My ride's here," she said lightly, as she took a step back from him, but as she did so, the driver made his presence known, as a man, visibly shorter than Finn, with a tight shirt and jeans on.
He made his way out of the car to stand between the two, eyeing Rachel as he glanced up at Finn.
"Who's your friend, Rachel?" the man said curiously, with a hint of malice.
"Th-this is Finn. Finn, this is my … friend, Brody," she said, avoiding the eye contact of either.
Finn reached across to shake his hand, and was initially met with a stone solid glare, until he complied and shook his hand.
"Um, Brody, could you give me a minute?" Rachel asked quietly, grabbing Finn's arm and gesturing them away from the bus stop and out of Brody's ear shot.
"Sorry about him, what exactly were you saying?"
He glanced behind her shoulder at Brody, who stood there, blatantly watching them in their conversation from a distance.
"I was just wondering if you were interested in coming up to my room for a drink, or something, but if you have plans, I totally understand," he said quickly, staring at the ground as he finished his question.
She looked behind her as Brody stood, leaning against his car, staring at her, annoyed, as she looked back at him.
"Like I said, don't worry about it, if you already have plans."
She looked back at him as he gave her another one of his half smiles.
"Sure," she whispered simply, seeing him immediately smile at her response, "but just give me a second to get rid of Brody.
"Okay," he said, unable to contain the smile he was projecting. "I'll be up by the lobby."
He gave her another smile, before turning to walk past Brody, who stood up alongside the car, giving Finn a smirk. Unsure of whether or not he should say goodbye, he continued on walking as he passed him.
He wasn't entirely sure what this meant, in terms of him getting Rachel back up to his room, but he was sure it wouldn't go any further than that. Though he would certainly like it to, he was sure she wouldn't let it, seeing as he had no intentions of paying her for the night, though he had suddenly decided not to entirely rule out the possibility.
He made it up to the entrance of the driveway up to the hotel when he heard an audible shriek. He immediately turned he head back to find Rachel, with a hand clutched to her face, clearly yelling at Brody, who had his voice raised as well.
In a fit of anger, he took off back down the sidewalk. Nearly tripping several times, he made his way over to them, neither aware of his presence as they continued arguing.
"Get in the goddamn car, Rachel!" Brody screamed, enraged.
"I said I'll be back later, please leave before you cause a scene!" Rachel screamed right back.
"And what the hell am I supposed to do? You called me all the way out here at fucking one in the morning! You owe me!"
He raised his arm, presumably to hit her, when Finn rushed over, inserting himself between the two. Brody caught himself, mid swing, and backed up to look more clearly into Finn's eyes.
"What the hell does Frankenstein want now?" he said, looking at Rachel, behind Finn.
Rachel placed a hand on Finn's shoulder, motioning him to move to the side. He complied with Rachel's orders, still looking Brody dead in the eye who immediately turned to look back at Rachel.
"You still owe me for last week, Berry. How the fuck do you expect to make all this up to me?" he said, and as he did so, he grabbed her arm.
Finn noticed the harsh gesture and stepped in again, pushing Brody back. Hard. Evidently harder than he had expected, as Brody nearly lost his balance and looked back up at Finn, enraged.
"What so you think you get her for the night?" Brody argued back, suddenly directing his attention to Finn.
"Brody, don't" Rachel pleaded.
He stepped forward, pushing Finn back as he did so, nearly knocking Finn to the ground. Finn scrambled back up quickly, after his sudden loss of balance.
" 'Cause you wear a fucking suit and tie?" Brody asked rhetorically, again, shoving Finn back, forcing him to take another step backwards.
"She seems to prefer it over scrawny assholes like yourself," Finn retorted.
"Finn," Rachel pleaded, again. Finn turned to find her, looking like a weak puppy as she pleaded at the two of them.
He was determined to use reason with the clearly angered man, but was met with something much stronger as he turned his head back to face Brody.
His fist.
Sorry about the sudden change up, I just really hate Brody. I apologize for the short, abrupt chapter, but I hope to be back sooner with another update! Hope you enjoyed! Reviews are absolutely lovely! Thanks! xox