🔞I May be Falling in Love // Hwang Hyunjin🔞

🖤Chapter 59🖤

I stuffed the journal into a bag and bolted from my room, tears streaming down my cheeks.

Cole notices me and rushes over. "Oh my God, what's the matter?" He asks, standing in front of me and holding both of my shoulders.

"Y-You all knew, d-didn't you?" In between sobs, I choke up.

Cole takes a step back, a shocked expression on his face. "I-I..."

My lip trembles as I don't let him finish and storm out the door, grabbing Cole's keys and driving straight to his car. Even though I shouldn't be driving because I can't see clearly because of my tears, I couldn't care less as I speed towards Harley's house.

Suddenly, I notice that it is becoming more difficult to see the road ahead of me, and now rain is pouring down, becoming visible under passing streetlights and clouding both the streetlights and the car's headlights. Raindrops falling on top of the car roof drown out all sounds, including my quiet whimpers, drowning out the already quiet radio.

I pull up to Harley's house and walk straight up to his front door, unconcerned about the rain soaking my clothes and hair. As my hand reaches for the wooden door in front of me, I take a deep but unsteady breath.

Gently knocking, I wait for footsteps to approach the door, but even that is impossible to hear with the rain pelting down, drenching every part of my clothing, including my socks inside my shoes. More sobs and whimpers escape my lips as my head aches from the stress and anxiety of the situation.

The door slowly opens at that point.

It's Harley.

His long hair has become dishevelled, as have his clothes, as the white button-up he was wearing has become crinkled and all of the buttons have come undone. His face is swollen and puffy from crying, and when I notice the almost empty bottle of bourbon in his right hand, my heart melts into regret and pain.

His gaze barely meets mine as I leap into his arms, enveloping him in the warmest hug I know he desperately requires right now. Tears flood my eyes and cascade down my cheeks faster than rainfall.

"I-I'm terribly sorry." "I should've trusted you," I apologise through stuttering breaths.

His free hand runs through my hair as he pulls me closer to his body, dropping the alcohol to the floor, glass shattered all around us, and liquid flowing across the tiles beneath us.

"Please just hold me." He speaks in hushed tones.

I close the door behind us and continue to hug him. "Y-You should've told me; I could've helped you in paying what you owed." I whimper again before saying, "I'm s-sorry."

Harley remains quiet, but his grip doesn't leave me as his hands snake tighter around my waist, pulling our bodies closer together. I close my eyes tightly as my face is almost entirely hidden in the crease of his neck, never wanting to leave this position.

As I hear sobs leave his mouth, his body lightly shakes. I pull away as my glossy eyes meet his trembling lip, continuing to let out quiet sobs. I lean forwards and press my lips against his, never wanting to let go. Harley's body relaxes as I run my hands through his hair, and his hands rest on my hips, firmly gripping me.

I pull away, locking eyes with his. "Take me b-back." I whimper, voice almost inaudible.

Harley leaves no words on his lips, only a soft peck against mine while holding us close together.

"S-Stay." He finally mutters.

I nod my head against his neck as we walk to his bedroom, both desperate to be held. As we slowly walk down the hallway, all of the memories of the times we spent alone in this house flood my mind. The many scandalous nights we spent wrapped up together, or our never-ending arguments that I now regret. Another tear falls down my cheek as I recall how Harley and Cole rescued me from the horrible event with Finn. He consoled me throughout my various stages of panic, even though he was the one who needed it the most.

I can feel my blood boiling, wanting to kill those horrible men for what they did and make that bitch who touched Harley suffer. I just hope that this is the end of the drama. I want Harley more than anyone else in the world right now, and the thought of him being out of my sight scares me to the point I feel sick.

Harley stopped crying after we sat down, but his cheeks are stained, and his lip and eyes are swollen. I, on the other hand, can't stop crying; I almost have enough tears to fill an ocean. Whenever I look up at Harley, guilt washes over me for the 1000th time, and I almost panic.

"I'm s-so s-sorry." I sob, burying my face in his chest, embarrassed that I'm the one crying and leaning on him when it should be the other way around. I should be taking care of him.

Harley has one arm around my waist and the other on my back. "You don't have to apologise, baby."

His words are soothing, especially since he added the pet name I hadn't heard from his beautifully plump lips in a long time. I already miss their flavour, but I know I'll burst into tears if I lift my head to even look at him. I eventually burn out and cry myself to sleep while still feeling safe in Harley's arms.

Even though this isn't the perfect fairy tale love story I hoped for at the start, it's quickly becoming one. Our toxic past will eventually  fade, and everyone will hopefully be able to move on and be happy.

A/N: I'm so sorry for not updating!! I went away to Melbourne for the Stray Kids concert and it was the best one I've ever been to... I cried a lot. I also got accepted into my dream University so I had to deal with a lot of stuff regarding that. Then, I went to the Harry Styles concert.... again, more tears.

I will try and update as much as I can!

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