Im Not The Only One (A Caspar Lee & Joe Sugg fan fiction)

Chapter 5 - Love The Way You Lie

Chapter 5

Love The Way You Lie (part II) - Rihanna ft. Eminem.

The car is slowing down as Zoe has her hands on the steering wheel. I can hear the car's engine lowering its sounds, and my heart is accelerating its beats. I'm so nervous. Zoe pulls the handbrake, and then the car sits completely still.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come along?" Zoe asks, moving her eyebrows in a concerned motion.

"Yes. I need to do this alone." I say, not convincing myself. Joe is in the back seat, watching the situation closely. He doesn't know what's going on. I think he has figured out that I had a fight with my boyfriend, but he doesn't know why. I smile at Zoe, and I open the car door, and the cold air surrounds me.

"I'll see you guys soon," I say, and Zoe nods at me. "Bye!" I yell behind me as I walk towards they grey building. I hear the car driving off behind me, and I am now alone.

I keep breathing in the crisp air, as my boots clink to the ground. I approach the door, and my knees tremble with nervousness. What is he going to say? Will anything he says make a difference? I push the button where it says "Conley & Redder" and I flinch as I'm reminded of his name. Ryan Conley. He soon picks up, and I hear his horse voice through the speaker in the wall.

"Alison?" he says tiredly.

"Yes," is all I'm able to say and I'm stunned by the buzzing of the door, signalizing that that the building is accessible. I swing open the door and head for the elevator.

While I'm in the elevator, I recall the last time I was in it. Tears were running down my cheeks, and I had just found out that he cheated on me. I was so hurt. It felt like the one person I trusted the most, wounded me. I feel weak.

The elevator dings, and the doors slide open slower than usual. I'm taking my time walking to our flat, because I can't bare the thought of looking into his eyes. The eyes that used to mean so much to me, but now they are just another pair of regular, blue eyes.

I am in front of our door, and I feel like I'm having a panic attack. My pulse rises, and my knees weaken. I knock on the door, and immediately it opens. He breathes out a relieved sigh, and hugs me tightly. As his arms are wrapped around my body, I can't help but smell his heavenly scent of honey soap.

"Let go," I say firmly, putting on a brave face. He slowly releases me, and looks at me intensely. He steps aside to let me in, and I enter.

"Please, Ali, listen to me for a minute," he says, closing the door behind me.

"Why should I?" I ask, actually wondering why I should spend time to learn about how my boyfriend slept with another girl. I walk into our living room, and he follows me and grabs my arm.

"Because I love you," he says, looking deeply into my fragile eyes.

"And you love me, I know you do," he continues, slowly letting go of my arm. And it's true. I love him with all my heart. And the emotional pain possesses my body, and I'm left with my whole body weakened. He gestures for me to sit down on the couch, and I hesitantly sit down. I want to hear what he has got to say.

"Ali, I want you to listen. Just listen for a few minutes," he says, and puts his hands together like he is praying. I silently nod, and I notice that he seems much calmer than he did yesterday. I stare at him intently as he continues.

"I met her in New York. I didn't know her from before... But she was staying at the same hotel I was, and we met when the guys from the company went out for a couple of drinks," he explains as his calm eyes fade, and tears start brewing. He was struggling through every sentence, and every line included a hit of betrayal on my end.

"I got so drunk Ali, I didn't mean to..." he tries to continue, but fails as a tear falls from his eye. I keep my emotion less expression, and I look down on him as he puts his head in his hands.

"Just please know... Please know that I love you, and she didn't mean anything to me," he says, still crying into his hands. After a few sobs, he looks up at me. I notice my eyes getting teary, and I take a deep breath to process this news.

"I have... I have never regretted anything more in my life, just please... Forgive me." He pleads, grabbing my hands and cupping his palms around them. He looks into my eyes, and I realize that he is waiting for me to speak.

"Dan I... I can't," I squeeze out, and his eyes immediately clench and tears continue flowing down his stubble cheeks.

"You are not the person I thought you were," I say, and I slowly pull my hands from his grip.

"Yes I am" he says, and grabs my arms again. I see desperation in his eyes, and pulls slightly closer to me.

"I am still the person you fell in love with!" he almost shouts. I start shaking my head, in disbelief of what he is saying, as he keeps pulling my arms to his chest.

"No!" I shout and I pull my hands firmly from his grip. I stand up from the couch and glare at him.

"I used to think of you as a person that would never, ever hurt me... And you're not that person anymore," I say, slowly calming my voice down. I take a deep breath and I look at him as his eyes dry. As I begin to walk towards the door to leave, he grabs my arm again, putting it on his beating heart.

"Ali please, I can't imagine my life without you... Without these hands... Without your body," he says, traveling his hands down to my waist. All these once familiar touches are now strangely foreign.

"Without these lips," he whispers, and leans into me. And I let him. I let him kiss me, and I kiss him back. I am so weak for him, my knees trembling as he travels his hands up my face and cups my chins.

Finally, I step back and release my lips from his.

"No," I whisper, as I regain my breath. He steps his tired body back too, and gazes into my eyes.

"This can't be it," he says with disbelief.

"But it is," I say, letting a lonely tear escape my eyes.

My bags drag behind me as I open the main entrance door and the wind helps to dry the remaining tears on my face. I see Zoe's car resting about twenty feet away, and I see that there are three people in the car. Crap. How come every time I meet someone I have mascara running down my eyes? I wipe the black spots of my cheeks, and I hope that Louise won't notice. As I open the car and enter the back seat, Zoe greets me immediately.

"Hey! Everything go alright?" Zoe wonders.

"Yeah," I say emotionlessly, and turn to Louise.

"Hey, you must be Louise!" I say nicely, and reach my hand awkwardly out to her.

"Hi! And you must be Alison!" She says sweetly, and accepts my handshake. Zoe starts the car, and I lean back. I suddenly notice that Joe is on the other end of the car.

"Hey, you all right?" he says, only pointing his head at me, and he looks genuinely concerned.

"Yes. I'm just really tired, thank you for asking," I say with a smile, and lean my head against the cold car glass. I soon drift off and my shoulders feel lighter. It's over.

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"On the first page of our story, the future seemed so bright"

"Then this thing turned out so evil, i don't know why I'm still surprised"

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Ahh finally Ryan is gone...

Or is he?;)