Now that Mya has made a run for it, will she be able to survive running from the Mafia, staring a new life and love without been caught?
But what will this mean for Harry and his unbearable love for mya. Will he be able to accept that she has finall...
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I need to keep myself together and forget about it. I never went there, I love quinn and quinn loves me. I had a thing with harry nearly 2 years ago now. Nothing important anymore.
Just exhale and inhale mya. No big deal, you were just caught up into your feelings. My fingers grip my steering wheel as I place my head onto the wheel, trying to place that mask I have on for quinn. It's not like he doesn't know I have problems, but most of them I hide from him. I can't help it, he doesn't and will never know the things I have gone through.
I inhale quickly before sitting up straight and looking at myself through the view mirror, fixing my mascara and smiling to myself as I fix my hair. "you can do this." I nod before grabbing my bag and phone and heading inside to pretend that all went well and that me and harry have cut all ties from each other.
I quietly unlock the door and head inside since it's around 8pm and I know Quinn has a night shift to go to soon. The house is almost in pitch black, the only light been the last of the sun that has been setting for the last half hour. I sigh and place my things onto the side before heading over to the refrigerator.
Staring into nothing, I don't want anything to drink or eat. i'm just completely and utterly consumed by guilt and sadness from what has happened in the past 4 hours of my life.
"hey babe." Quinn's voice is present behind me, his hands snaking around my waist. His lips pressing to the base of my shoulder.
Harry's hands felt different. Like electric, quinn's hands feel like fuzz. there's something there between us but not as strong as mine and harry's connection-
"babe?" Quinn's voice perks up again in my ear. I hum as I pretend to listen to whatever he's saying, my eyes just staring at whatever leftovers that are in here. Tuning out is the best thing I can do, I do it too much when i'm around Quinn.
"are you okay?" he questions, his face now curving around to face me. I quickly blink and then look at him, putting on my best fake smile. I nod and look back at the fridge to where I grab a bag of sugar snap peas and a bottle of water. I open them up and nibble at them. Quinn leans against the side beside me. "Mya."
I look at him, I don't know what my face looks like but from what his reaction is. It obviously isn't good "yeah?" I reply as I grab another pea pod from the bag.
"what happened."
I freeze. I look down at the floor and then to Quinn, my heart aching to tell him. Beg for forgiveness and pray that he understands. A part of me wanting to just tell him the good things. And a part of me just wants to nod and not say a thing.
"Nothing really. I cried, he understood. We went our separate ways. We needed closure I guess." I shrug. I guess I went with the other option then. I open my water and take a sip, my eyes staring at the walls.
I feel Quinn's hands grip around my waist as I screw the cap back on. I can't look into his eyes. He will figure it out. Before he can question again I pull him in for a tight hug, his hands grip my waist as my fingers tie into his hair.
