love runs out

13

pov cleo

"What are you doing today?" He asks. "Going into the city, bit discovering," I smile and he nods. "You?" I ask him. "Packing for shows," he says and clean up his space. I help him. I walk to his bedroom, get my stuff and I scream when he's standing in the doorframe.

"You can stay if you want," he says. "Noo, you're going so I will talk with Ava," I say and he nods. "Otherwise you can ask for a second key the concierge," he says and I look up. I nod and he pulls me in a hug. "Thank you for having me," I smile. "No thanks, you're welcome," he mutters and I get my clothes into my tote bag. "You sure you wanna leave?" He asks me. "You should concentrate on your job and packing," I say and closed the door behind me.

I walk few floor downstairs till I reached the right floor where Ava is living, I knock on her door and she opens. She give me a annoying gaze, "what?" "Can I come back?" I ask her. "Did he fucked you? You knew I was right," she sighs and opens the door further. "Maybe you right, but he did not even touched me inappropriately. You're totally wrong about him," I say and she laughs.

"Yeah right, it's a trick. Don't you see it?" She asks me still laughing.

"Whatever, you don't listen to me," I say quite annoyed. Why does she not believe me?

"Because I'm speaking to truth and I want to protect you," she is still trying to convince me to be careful.

"He's nice Allright, don't judge a book by the cover," i said and walk immediately straight back to my room.

I get so tired of Ava trying to be nice and protect me from Martin, while he's actually being nice and had nothing bad done me. I know they're a lot of other cases where it's different, but I am one of the lucky girls who don't ge fused by assholes like him. Most people see him like he's a bad kid, but I don't think he is. I think they're something boterbriefje and apparently the people around him are not focusing on that specific reason. There's something really serious where he can't get help for or he find it difficult to find help to get over his issues. Now he's gonna go on tour again, so I won't able to see him for a few days. It"s quite sad because I had a lot of fun and I just loved spending t8me with him.

I change my outfit to a nice outfit, I don't have to work and so I wanted to discover the city Amsterdam, I wasn't able to do that yet. I come out my room and see Ava stressing about something, I don't want to bother her, but I miss heras my best friend. "Are you coming with me? You need some rest," I say and she looks up. Totally surprised I will talk to her. She smiles shortly and turn her laptop off. "Give me a m9ment," she says and I wait little bit longer. After a few minutes she comes back and she looks cute.

"Sorry," She breaks the silence.

I smile in response.

"Sorry too," I excuse myself for being so stupid kind of.

"No, I had to believe you instead of screaming like a idiot," she says.

"Noo, you only wanted to protect me, which is logical," I say. She smiles and we both pulls each other in a hug.

"Damn, I missed you so much," she laughs.

"Metoo," i smiled.

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We both are walking through the centrum of Amsterdam, shopping and discovering cute restaurants where you can eat, many aesthetic places. "But how did you met Martin then?" I ask her. She shakes her head and waves with her hands akwardly around. "No, I can't tell you that," she laughs akwardly and looks around her for any people she know i guess.

"No com'n, I'm curious and I won't tell anyone," I promise her.

"Allright, we met because we're neighbors like you too are. And he held a party at his place so I went there," she tells and laughs immediately at everything. "And?" I ask her. "He asked if I liked the party and I said yes in response, then you start drinking and having fun. Without realizing I was dancing with him late in the night and we clicked. He's being gentle and caring. So then we kissed and you know, whenever I'm drunk I'm flirty as hell, so we ended up having sex," she tells me and looks around her.

"And then?" I ask her.

"The morning after, he's a dick, very moody and just a asshole," she tells me and smile shortly, "so I was scared he would do the same to you."

"No he didn't," I smile.

We order something and the ober walks off, I ordered a coffee, and she ordered tea. "Why is he so interested in you?" She asks me.

I raise my eyebrow and chuckle shortly.

"He absolutely doesn't," I say.

"Well, think so, at the party then. After you discovered Mick cheating he catches you from falling," she says.

"Because he saw me falling so he catches me before you reach the ground," I explain her, logic.

"And I heard later he had a fight with Mick and he had wounds," she says and thanks the ober who brings us our drinks.

"Well, yeah he had a fight with Mick, but I didn't ask him to defend me, he just did. After the fight he had some blood on his face so as a nurse I said I would take care of that," I tell her.

"And when he was in our house? What the fuck was that supposed to mean?" She asks me, curiously.

"A bottle opened his wound again and he had something 8n his shoulder, so he went to me knowing I could take care 9f it," I explain her, it's so logic. It'll makes sense.

"And when we fight, you went to him, in which specific way?" She asks me.

"To sleep and talk. I can talk with him. He offered me my own room so I slept there. In the night I got woken up by a scream and it was him," I tell her.

"What next?" She asks me and she does the playful dirty thing with her eyebrows.

"No, we did not," I say immediately, "he screamed so I walked over and there were bottles damaged on the ground. He was crying, like he was hurting through someone, I feel there's something bothering him but he won't tell me yet. So he begged me almost to stay in his bedroom, so I did but we haven't had sex."

"Oh,"  she mutters.