More Than Enough

Chapter 9

"As long as we live, there is never enough singing."

- Martin Luther

Hailey POV

1 week later

I've officially moved into my new apartment on campus, it's been a few days since I got back from Portland, and since then I have been busy moving my stuff in that finally arrived the day I got back.

I also start University classes again tomorrow, so I can finally begin to feel my life returning back to some normality, ever since I moved it feels like I am spiraling out of control, going to Portland was perhaps the best course of action I could've taken when I got back to my empty apartment with wine bottles on the floor I decided then and there that I'm not going to think about my situation anymore and I'm going to move on from Austin.

My heart still hurts but now for a new reason.

I had turned down Asher, it hurt me so much to tell him I wasn't ready, but I didn't want to dive into another relationship as I have always done after I get out of a bad relationship, it's exactly what landed me in this mess I now find myself in.

I have thought about Asher every day since he walked out of my hotel room, but I couldn't stop thinking of getting my heart broken again, not when I feel like I might break from a single touch, even Asher's gentle touch was more than I deserve.

Since he left the room, I had heard throughout the hotel from people staying in the rooms that he had left that day with his bandmates and flew back to London to work on a music video for one of their songs.

The pain in my chest is still very fresh when I think about him, I thought he only was trying to get with me for fun but the look on his face that day says otherwise, he looked how I felt, and I second guess every time whether or not I should have run after him, tell him to stay and talk more about it.

But I didn't, I just let him go...

I know it was for the best, for both of us, but I will still always cherish those memories I made with him, he cheered me up, made me laugh and smile when I felt like breaking down crying, he would show up and smile.. and like that he made my day better, but it still hurts, knowing I will never see him again, he will find someone better and be happy, then he will forget all about me.

He had sent me a text on my birthday, two days after he left and I have yet to reply to him, the more I read his messages over and over the more, the pain sinks in, so I decided to not reply, like the coward I am.

Asher: Happy Birthday Hailey, you can now officially buy alcohol legally in Dehli! 🎂🥂 have a good day, you deserve it! Oh and try not to drink too much tnight, or I won't be able to sleep! On a serious note, I'm sorry for how we left things, if u ever want to talk to me I'm just a text or call away

The more I read his message the more I want to reply but I won't, I can't.

Instead, I swallow the pain back and close my phone, I shouldn't be rereading his messages like a stalker creep, I decide to go for a run, so I change into my running gear and tie up my hair a put on a cap, the weather is more cloudy today that looks like it's minutes away from raining, but that doesn't bother me, the rain helps me relax, especially when I run.