All For You

𝟑𝟗.

𝐋𝐞𝐨

Both Iza and I made our way into the house. I carried both our suitcases, settling them down before waving off the taxi. Aran ran up and came up to hug Iza, he squeezed her as tight as possible. "I can't believe you came here all alone."

I rolled my eyes, chuckling at him. He was clearly mad that I finally announced on my socials that I was leaving the band. "Aran, don't ignore my boyfriend like that," Iza answered, tapping her hand on his chest.

'My boyfriend?' Oh God, why do I feel all giddy and bubbly inside all of a sudden?

Aran laughed with something other than humour behind his tone. "You know I've always known the both of you had something going on, ever since that hospital visit." His eyes met with mine for a flicker of a second before he shifted them back to Iza. "Everything okay? You guys seem a little tense."

I sensed the tension between both me and Iza increase like some brick wall, she didn't say anything for a minute before I spoke in line for her. "It's ten in the night, we're tired." Tired of not being able to have our hands all over each other maybe.

Aran gave out an offended mock expression, holding a hand to his chest like he had been physically hurt by what I had said. "Sorry, I was just trying to keep in touch with my favourite couple."

I shook my head at him, before going up to both our rooms. Placing her suitcase in her room, I looked up to meet my eyes hers before I leaned in to place a kiss on her cheek. Iza leaned her cheek towards my lips before rapidly rotating her head just to the right time so that my lips touched hers. "Ha, tricked you." She whispered into the kiss as one of her hands came up to my hair, teasing it gently.

A throaty laugh escape my throat before I pressed her against the wall. "Maybe if you have more tricks like these up your sleeve I'll let myself play the fool." I joked playfully, as my hands travelled up and down her back.

"Mmm, I'll have to sleep on it," Iza answered back, before turning to fall face flat onto her bed.

I smiled, placing a small kiss on her forehead before turning away with a smile. A smile that immediately dropped the second as I turned away from her bed, I'd say I was tired but the truth is I'm not, rather angry and upset.

Just as I was about to shut the door close behind me, Iza's voice echoed through me. It was like a slap to reality, and it didn't sting with pain but rather thrill me like the rush of heroin to blood.

I rushed to open the door, sticking my head out to see Iza hesitantly biting her lips before she moved her head up toward me from the bed. "Are you okay?" She asked me, concerned.

My face fell a bit, had she seen me through my facade? The mask I put up? I brought myself together upon seeing her face further etch with worry. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired. I need sleep. Goodnight, squirrel," I answered, shutting the door gently before she could reply.

As much as I'd like to hear Iza's voice, I couldn't let her see me like this. All weak and teary. Dad always told me that it would never get me anywhere to cry in front of people, he would always say that if I ever did in front of a girl she would laugh at me.

I locked my door, slowly turning to myself in the mirror next to my bedside as I looked at myself. My hair was messy and ruffled, my dark curls travelling up in all sorts of weird directions with huge bags under my eyes. My gaze was almost droopy with the amount of exhaustion I had. Jet-lagged was the look indeed, I just hope my appearance managed to keep up with my words.

I sighed before my body moved toward the bed, throwing myself under the covers before attempting to fall away from my problems in sleep.

A few minutes after beads of sweat started to form around my head, sighing in frustration, I threw the covers off attempting to sleep again yet coming to fail before I got irritated and shrugged out of my shirt.