It was at that very moment when I realised what I'd done. I'd broken his heart. The worst thing was it that he thought I did it for myself. He thought that I did it to prove a point to him. But it was never about that. His happiness means so much to me that I can't even put it into words. I only did it to show him the real her that he just can't see. I want him to be truly happy, even if it isn't with me.
He walked over to his bed and sat back down, I sat on the bottom of his bed looking at him.
"Deja vu" I joked, trying to cheer him up by referring to the last time I was sat here looking at him.
"I'm sorry, Beau. I never wanted you to feel like this." I told him.
"I'm not mad at you." he replied, whilst scrolling through his phone.
"Does Emma know you saw her?" I asked.
"Claire confessed to Emma that she told Skip and now Emma keeps texting me" he told me, whilst handing me his phone to see the messages.
Beau please it meant nothing! You know how I feel for you! I'm so sorry!
Please answer me Beau
I bet Lola was in on this, that little ugly bitch never liked me! she just wants to ruin us, Beau!
I handed him his phone back after reading the last one. I knew that Emma would somehow blame this all on me. I guess I was the one that told the boys about it but what was I supposed to do?
Beau noticed that the message had upset me and patted the space next to him. I sat there and leaned my head onto his warm chest as he put his arm around my shoulder.
"You're not ugly, Lola. I hope you know that" he told me.
I loved being around, Beau. He made me feel so secure, like nothing bad could ever happen to me when he was around.
I felt my phone vibrate on the bed. It was a message from Emma.
Well you got what you wanted didn't you! You went ahead and broke Beau's poor little heart. You're such a bitch, Lola. How can you even begin to think you're good enough for him? You're an ugly little virgin bitch. Just do everyone a favour and fuck back off to England. I swear, You'll get whats coming to you!!
My heart was in my stomach. It wasn't even because of the insults. It was because she said I'd hurt Beau, and that is something I could never intentionally do.
Beau grabbed my phone off me and began reading the message. I laid their silence. He sat up on the bed, as did I, and looked into my teary eyes.
"Beau, I promise I never meant to hurt you" I told him, as a tear rolled down my cheek.
Beau wiped away the tear and rested his hand across my cheek. He leaned in and pecked my lips. He pulled away ever so slightly and put his forehead against mine.
"You're so beautiful" he whispered to me, as my eyes wandered down to my lap.
His hand slowly made its way to the back of my neck and he gentley pulled me back in until our lips met. He was kissing me like never before. Not even like the day at the beach. There was something different about this kiss. The way his ran his fingers through his hair made my body shiver.
After the kiss we just sat looking at each other until I burst into laughter. It's not that it felt weird that we kissed, or that it was at all funny. I just always laugh to hide my nerves but nobody ever figured that out about me.
"You're cute" Beau said, smirking at me.
"Why? What makes me cute?" I asked him, whilst trying to compose myself.
