Here is Chapter Six. This is my favourite chapter so far :D Thanks again for the reviews but I only got one for the last two chapters Please, please, please review and enjoy x Disclaimer – I do not own harvest moon or any of its characters.
Chapter six – Chelsea P.O.V
We didn't go straight to the diner. No, Denny wanted to go for a walk first and show me some of his favourite places. It was easy talking to Denny. Sometimes he could be a bit too nice but his heart was in the right place. After about an hour of walking around aimlessly we finally made our way towards the diner. It was dark now so I moved closer to Denny when we walked. I still wasn't completely over the night when I got attacked. As we passed a bush it howled in the breeze and I grabbed Denny's hand. I looked up at him and he had the biggest grin on his face that anyone could ever have. It was hilarious. I felt a lot better when we reached the diner. We entered and even thought it was nearing seven o'clock it was pretty busy. There was one table left and it was near the back of the diner. I was just so hungry I didn't really care where we sat as long as I got some food in me. We took the seats and began looking at the menu. Soon after, Luke came up to ask us for our orders.
"I'll have the marinated fish and Chelsea will have…" he looked over to me with his hand held out. I quickly scanned through the menu and picked out the one sounding most suitable.
"Yeah, I'll have the risotto please" I blushed and handed Luke my menu. I had a serious blushing problem. He wrote it all down in his little notebook before saying that it would take around 20 minutes as he is so busy tonight. I just leaned back on my chair, glad that I was off my feet. I looked around at the décor pretending to be interested in it but really I just wanted to nosey at the people around me. I recognised Pierre talking to a distressed looking Luke, Charlie and Chen were sat at one table eating what seemed to me like sashimi and then I caught sight of Lanna. I knew she liked Denny and she was staring at me with a disgusted look on her face. I hid myself behind Denny so that she couldn't see me anymore. To be honest it was a weird position I was sat in just to avoid the glare of Lanna. Denny looked at me as if I were mad but I reassured him that I was alright. There was one last table and it was the closest one to us. It was in the corner of the diner away from everyone else and the lights were slightly dimmed. I looked at the person sat at the table and had a stroke. Vaughn was sat there eating a bowl of what could only be porridge. He looked up from his cowboy hat to see who was gawping at him. He dropped his spoon in his porridge when he saw I was staring at him. I shut my mouth afraid I was going to catch flies. He didn't bother to reach into his porridge to receive the spoon he had dropped, instead he began using his fork. Strange Guy. He didn't look away from me until Denny asked me something and I turned towards him. I could see Vaughn shift in his chair and heard the word *prick* being whispered under his breath. What was his problem? Me and Denny chatted about hobbies until Luke came over, looking very stressed, and placed our food onto the table. I looked over at Vaughn and he was now sat in the chair closest to our table. I could see his ears straining to hear our conversation. You know what they say: curiosity killed the cat. I suddenly had an image of Vaughn as a cat. I giggled a little and Denny looked at me bizarrely. It seemed that Vaughn was taking an abnormal amount of time to eat his porridge. He really was something else.
Me and Denny ate our food mostly in silence. I was way too hungry to speak. After the amazing dinner I looked over at Denny. He was stifling a yawn. I really don't think he was built to stay up this late. He liked his sleep. I found out that his mother had died when he was just two so his father had raised him till Denny had just turned fifteen, then his dad died out in a storm one night. He'd been living alone ever since then. I thought it was a lot of responsibility at fifteen. And I admired him for that. I was glad that there wasn't enough time to talk about me as I dint want to bring back any painful memories.
"Hey this was fun, we should totally do it again next week" He smiled cheerfully at me. I did like Denny don't get me wrong but you had to take him in small chunks. Too much time with him is like trying to spend the night in a tent full or crickets. I looked at him, trying to think of an excuse that sounded good and had to settle for the first one to pop into my head.
"Aww Denny I would have loved to but…um…I have an arrangement to erg…..I have to buy a fish" WHAT? WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? A FISH? WHAT THE FUCKING HELL? I HATE THE FREAKIN THINGS. I put on my best smile but it was a cross between a paedo smile and a clown smile. There was a microscopic chuckle from the table next to me and I saw Vaughn with a slight smile on his face. I completely forgot he was there. I did a low threatening growl so that only Vaughn could here. He moved his hat into his face and slightly chuckled again. I give up on him.
"A fish? Well you could always come fishing with me and I could catch you one" He smiled with those big brown puppy dog eyes. I couldn't hurt him, I just couldn't. I grimaced at the thought of fishing. The stupid bug - eyed expression that they always had.
"Denny…" I began but was interrupted but a cool velvet voice. My head flicked round to see Vaughn moving from his table to ours. He brought his chair with him and sat down between us. He leant over to Denny.
"Ahh Denny well I see we have a problem here" He looked straight into his eyes, complete innocence in his voice. I don't know what his devious plan was but it was worth listening to for a laugh. I tried not to smile so I looked at the table cloth so I wouldn't burst out laughing.
"Well the thing is.….I just got a rotor from Taro and I've got her all day Wednesday so I guess you'll have to take a rain check" He finished with the same bored expression he started with. He then looked at me and our eyes met. My heart rushed and I felt my cheeks start to burn so I looked at Denny who was staring at me with a sad expression. I couldn't stand to look at him either so I settled on just looking at my hands.
"Chelsea? It's getting pretty late. We should get going" Denny said and got up. He held his hand out for me to take and he slid his jacket over my shoulders again. As we were about to leave Vaughn came up to us.
"Mind if I come? We're going the same way aren't we?" He asked Denny with one raised eyebrow. It was weird how they could do that. It must be a family thing. Denny looked a bit upset but finally gave in. It dawned on me that Vaughn was coming with us to make sure I didn't go back to Denny's for a "coffee". I went out the huge doors first, angry that Vaughn was checking up on me and now he was following us home. Denny grabbed my hand while the three of us began walking down the road. Vaughn was a little tense because I knew he could see mine and Denny's hands. I blushed. Why was he being like this? More importantly why the hell did I care? We came to the cross where Denny's house was one way and Mirabelle's was the other. Denny began to take me home but Vaughn stopped him.
"Since your house it all the way down on the beach and our house is all the way at the top then don't you think it makes more sense for you to go home and get your beauty sleep?" He asked Denny. Did I detect a hint of sarcasm there Vaughn? Denny looked at him then at me and sighed. Poor Deny. He had bags under his eyes and they were drooping. I shrugged off his jacket off my shoulders and gave it to him. He smiled weakly.
"Don't you want it to walk home in?" He asked. To be honest I didn't want to keep his jacket again because I would probably forget about it and then he'll never see it again. I shook my head and made up some excuse about being warm enough. He looked at me with his big brown eyes. He began to lean closer to me and I met him there. Our lips interlocked for what seemed like ages. It probably was. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his around my waist. Suddenly a sharp cough broke us apart. I looked into his eyes with my arms still around his neck. He looked behind me and had a snide smirk on his face. I couldn't see what he was smirking at but I gave him a hug goodbye and watched him wall off to his shack. I sighed and turned around to look at Vaughn. His expression was sour and something had obviously disturbed him. He looked at me and I lost my breath in his eyes, again. Why was this happening to me? Honestly I was just sucking faces with Denny and now I was staring at Vaughn. I'm screwed up.
"I thought he was going to eat you" He said matter of factly. I blushed and started to walk to Julia's. I was a few paces ahead of Vaughn before he caught up and caught my wrist to stop me. I turned around to look at him.
"You shouldn't walk off alone. Don't you know it's dangerous for women to walk on their own at night" He said sternly while taking his black jacket off and sliding it onto me. I was about to protest but the smell of hay filled my nose and I snuggled into his warm jacket. It was a lot warmer and more comforting than Denny's. That shouldn't be right. It should be the other way around shouldn't it?
"Wait what did you say?" I asked suddenly snapping my eyes open and getting over the smell of Vaughn's jacket. I swear I've heard someone say that before. I just couldn't put my finger on when. He paused and looked at me.
"I said we better get home because I'm going to freeze" He said we better get home because walking. I was speed walking to keep up with his huge strides.
"Could….could you s…slow down a bit please?" I panted and stopped. I put my hands on my knees and concentrated on my breathing. He stopped and walked back over to me. He towered over me. What the hell?
"Gees, how tall are you like 6 foot 2?"I asked. My breath was getting back to normal now. He looked at me with that weird one eyebrow raised thing that he could do. If I didn't think I was hallucinating then I thought that I just saw a smile but he pulled his hat down to cover up any trace of it.
"6 foot 3 and a half" he replied. I just looked up at him with a dumb expression on my face. 6 FOOT 3 AND A HALF? Wow! "And you? Your about 4 foot right?" he asked his hat still pulled down.
"5 foot 5 actually" I smiled proudly "If you think I'm small then you should have seen my mu…" I stopped there. I just stared out at the darkness. Vaughn looked down at me to see that I'd gone quiet.
"Chelsea?" He asked, a hint of worry in his voice. I didn't respond. A tear fell down my cheek and carried most of the eyeliner/mascara down with it, leaving a black streak as it went.
"Chelsea?" Vaughn asked a little more louder. I still didn't reply. Another tear fell down but on my other cheek leaving a big mascara stain on that one as well. Vaughn moved in front of me and crouched down a b it. He waved his arms in front of my face to try and get me out of my little trance. I didn't move. His eyes filled with worry now. I thought he was cute when he was angry but this was just adorable. I shook my head and came back to the real world. Vaughn breathed a sigh of relief as I smiled at him through tears. I quickly wiped them off with the corner of Vaughn's jacket. It's a good job he likes the colour black. I looked up at him and his hand reached for my bandage. He gently stroked over it, hardly touching me at all before his eyes met mine. His hand cupped some of my soft hair and my heart sounded like a low hum.
"We should get home" he finally said and led the way. A little less fast than before. We reached Mirabelle's in no more than five minutes. I tried my best to get rid of the streaks but to no avail. It seemed that when It's on your eye then anything can smudge it but when it's on your cheek It doesn't want to bloody move. I quickly took off Vaughn's jacket and handed it to him. He nodded understandably and held the door open for me. I smiled and went in. It was nice and warm inside. Julia was still sat on the couch when I walked in. She took one look at me then came bounding over.
"Oh Chelsea, what happened?" She asked with sympathy in her eyes as she gave me a hug.
"No, no it wasn't Denny" I quickly said before she started saying things. The door closed and her head flicked towards Vaughn. She growled at him.
"What did you do to Chelsea?" She glared. Vaughn looked at her with no emotion at all.
"I didn't do anything" He replayed as he took of his boots and hung up his jacket. He undid the buttons of his top and threw it into the dirty bin. His chest was really nice. Last time I had seen it was when we collided and it was kinda dark to get a proper look but now I could properly gawp. He turned around to see my face and I quickly looked away blushing.
"No it wasn't Vaughn's…I mean he do anything. See I'm fine" I smiled weakly. She still looked suspiciously at Vaughn who was now undoing his belt. I tried to keep my mind (and eyes) on Julia but if a hot guy was stripping to his boxers in the corner of your eye then where would your mind wander to?
"I um…actually got myself um…upset" I said still trying to focus on Julia but felt my eyes wander to the hunk in the corner. She looked at me unimpressed and then hugged me.
"Urg….Chelsea you will be the death of me" she laughed. I hugged her back and laughed to. I pulled away and seized the packet of wipes that were resting on the table from where Julia had used them to wipe off her daily slap. I thought she looked prettier without it on but she disagreed. I began to wipe all the torturous make up off my face as Julia started getting herself hyper. I quickly nipped to our room to get changed into something more comfortable. I settled for a pair of yellow shorts and a purple spaghetti strap top. As I wore these clothes they started to get more and more revealing. I went back into the sitting room to find Julia and Vaughn on separate sofas and they both had a duvet. Julia had a lime green one and Vaughn had, you'll never guess what colour, yep, a black one. I shook my head and smiled. Julia looked at me as I walked in and nodded in approval of my outfit. I glared at her but then sat on the floor in front of her. Vaughn looked at me for a second but then moved his gaze when I caught him looking. Julia put the T.V on and we all chatted about what to watch.
"But I really want to watch it" She wined. I looked at her with no sympathy what-so-ever. There was no way in hell I was going to watch glee. I shook my head and looked at Vaughn. He had that strange grin on his face. In the end we all agreed on watching Tarzan. Animals for Vaughn, romance for Julia and if they were both happy then I was. Anyway Tarzan was one of my favourite movies of all time. We watched about half of it and we were about to get up to the part where Tarzan was showing Jane the apes for the first time before a quiet snoring came from behind me. It was Julia. I held her nose for a minute to get her to stop snoring but she rolled on her back and hit me in the face. I winced a little as I was still recovering. I looked at Vaughn who looked at me and smirked. Before I could yell at him he moved some of the covers back and patted the seat next to him. He threw the duvet over me and I snuggled into it. It smelled like his jacket. I smiled to myself.
"Who do you like best?" He asked. I thought to myself and then realised that we were still watching the film. I blushed slightly before answering.
"Probably Tarzan" I looked up at him, his face was nearly touching mine. My heart went mad. It was beating three times faster than normal and it made my face blush even more. I'm sure Vaughn could hear it. He smiled, actually smiled. He laughed at my expression.
"Mines Tarzan too. He reminds me of myself, doesn't fit in" he said and grabbed a handful of my hair in one of his hands and started to stroke it. I blushed deeper. Our eyes met, my stomach lurched and my words got caught in my throat. He reached down and kissed my bandage gently. I stuttered like a moron. I gave up after attempting to speak three times. I just rested my head on his shoulder and continued to watch the film. My eyes were becoming heavy and I finally closed my eyes.
"Good night Cowboy" I whispered, too tired to open my eyes. I heard a quiet chuckle.
"Good night Chels" A soft Velvet voice replied as he rested his chin on top of mine. With that I fell asleep.
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