Opposite | Adnan Januzaj

Chapter 11

Trinity's POV

Walking off in the other direction, I turned the corner. I couldn't believe him... What kind of guy just shoves the girl he wanted to spend time with out of the way?! He didn't even apologize or anything! All he did was stand there like the big celebrity everyone makes him out to be and let them snap photos of the oh so great Adnan Januzaj. Ugh.

I heard footsteps behind me, but still kept walking. My name was called, but I remained facing the same direction. Finally, two arms grabbed me and spun me around.

"Where'd you go, why'd you storm off like that?!" It was Adnan.
I crossed my arms, "Why're you back?"
"Because, I want to spend time with you."
"Oh, is that so? Because I think you prefer the camera!"
"I'm sorry about that..."
"Sure you are."
"They find me."
"Hide," I could shut down every excuse he made.
He sighed, "Trinity, you don't understand-"
"Of course I don't, Adnan."
"You just don't get it, I can never get away from this."
"I obviously don't get any of this because I'm not like you. Oh wait, I'm human, you're human, what a coincidence!"
"Just calm down-"
"Shut up, Adnan! If you hate all this exposure then maybe you should have thought twice before becoming a professional footballer!"
"How can you say that?" He appeared hurt, "I love my sport and nothing is going to stop me from playing it."
"I don't want to talk to you..."

I pushed him away and walked further ahead. He just wouldn't leave me alone... In no time, he was by my side again.

"What's your problem?!"
"Don't let this ruin everything..." He pleaded.
"Everything?! What is everything?! We have nothing!"
"But-"
"Save it, Adnan!"
"I- I thought you liked me," he stammered, his eyes piercing into my soul.
"Well you obviously thought fucking wrong, Adnan!"

I took both hands and shoved him hard. I took off down the sidewalk and didn't turn back.

Adnan's POV

I laid on the couch, staring up at the ceiling, trying to grasp what had just happened. The conversation, still fresh in my head. Fellaini sat in a chair just across the room.

"What have I done," I sat up.
"It's not your fault, give her some time."
"How am I going to fix this?"
"I don't know... I'll try my best to help."
"Thanks, but honestly I don't think this ones going to get better..."
"What exactly did she say to you?"
"I thought she liked me, so when I put it out there she said... She said I was so fucking wrong..."
"That's harsh."
"Dude, how do you think I feel?!" I ran my fingers through my hair.
"Just talk to her in a few days, let things cool off a little, then offer to start over."
"She won't accept that offer."
"How do you know unless you try?"
"I know, I know her. She's going to think I'm stupid for thinking we still have a chance."
"Maybe she was just having a bad day," he suggested.

I rubbed my eyes. Why was this happening? I really like- love Trinity. I really messed this one up, I don't know how I'd get out of this one. I had no ideas of how to fix this...

"Adnan, Adnan?" Marouane was waving his hand in front of my face.
"Huh?"
"Sorry, you spaced out."
"Yep..."
"It'll get better, I promise."
"And if it doesn't?"
"You can tell me 'I told you so'."
I laughed at his failed attempt at humour to try and cheer me up, "Not even funny, you're so bad."
"There's the smile!" He pointed.

I shook my head.

Trinity's POV

I was actually starting to like him... Not in that kind of way, as like, a friend though... I was actually able to tolerate him until that moment... Why do all guys have to be like that? They start off nice and sweet, but then they turn into someone else. Right when you're questioning your feelings for them, it's like they change. You see their other side to them. Most of the time it's that one you don't want to see. Today, I saw it. The side of Adnan who's so careless and is so caught up in himself that he can't bother to,stop and consider others for one second. He just gets on my nerves sometimes! Why should he be famous?! Why does everyone have to "love" this boy?! I could name a whole list of people who'd be better off in his position than-

"Trinity?" My heated thoughts were interrupted by my mom.
"Huh?"
"Are you going to eat your food?"
I pushed around my greens and rice on my plate, "No, excuse me."

I stood up and pushed my chair backwards. I was done eating, I wasn't in the mood.

"Trinity!"

I stepped up each stair and walked into my room, shutting the door behind me. I was too upset to eat. No one had ever done something like that to me. I remember when I was younger, my parents would lie to me and say "good things happen to good people". Well, not all good people. I've never done anything wrong in my life, so how come I was having the bad luck? Other people might have different opinions on my situation, but I think I'd be better off never meeting Adnan Januzaj...

Maybe this was the end? Was it? I hope our "relationship" is over.