☏ 14. the end
c a l u m
I calmly walked out of the shower and stepped into the room. Sooner or later I had to kick the girl who I hooked up with and whose name I had forgotten out of the apartment.
Instead, I got a much unexpected surprise.
Layla. In my living room. Talking to mystery girl.
She was never supposed to see anything. I was extremely intoxicated when I brought this girl home and particularly don't remember much of what happened. She was never supposed to see girl who I hooked up with. And most definitely, she was never supposed to be in my living room having a conversation with the dumb blonde.
She was having a normal conversation. As if she didn't care that I had sex with the girl. Because she didn't care. She didn't care and I was infuriated.
Wasn't this the part in the movies in which the girl storms out with pure jealousy? (And then the boy runs after her and kisses her and tells her she's the one.) That certainly was not happening.
She was supposed to be mad at me! Supposed to hate me and her undying love for me should have been exposed. But the tables have turned in an awfully twisted manner.
"Sorry if I'm interrupting something," Layla said shyly.
"No it's fine, I was just about to escort...um..this fine lady out."
The girl glared at me. Obviously very offended. I hoped she realized I wasn't going to call her back.
I had almost forgotten that I was just wearing a towel when Layla looked in that direction.
As quickly as humanly possible I changed and headed back to the living room.
She was just sitting on the couch when I did it.
In the moment I didn't care about Luke or about her rejecting me. I could only think about how badly I wanted her and how much I denied it.
So I did it. I did what had been on my mind for far too long.
I kissed her.
Her lips on mine. They felt like the most delicate flowers. She tasted like skittles and tea. The most odd combination perfect on her lips.
There was only one fault in the kiss.
She didn't kiss me back.
I was left lingering for more. The moment she pushed back, was the moment I knew. She didn't like me that way. She never did. She desired Luke.
And I'm happy. Because he was the right choice for her. Not me. Not some boy who acted too self absorbed to hide how destroyed he was inside. If only I had let her see behind the mask I put on.
But nothing happened between us.
The sparks were fluttering all around me while the kiss was a blank wall for her.
But that's life. You won't always get the girl. Even if she was the only one you wanted.
But before she left I remember the last words I said to her.
"Goodbye Gryffinwhore."
She smiled. And I'm glad that the last memory I have of her is of me making her smile.
The catch in this goodbye was, I knew it meant I wouldn't see her later. Or ever again.
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THIS IS THE END. I DIDNT WANT TO END IN A BORING NOTE. AND I DONT LIKE DRAGGING OUT A STORY. SO THIS IS IT. THE END. I WILL POST AN EPILOGUE. BUT YEAH. THIS IS IT.
THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT. MY FIRST COMPLETED NOVEL. SO GLAD YOU COULD EXPERIENCE IT.
I HAVE LEARNED A LOT FROM THIS BOOK AND IM HAPPY Y'ALL ENJOYED IT. ALTHOUGH THE ENDING IS PROBABLY NOT WHAT YOU WANTED.
FUTURE BELLA HERE,
FREAKING CRYING AS I EDITED/RE READ THIS CHAPTER.
