~Hate to love~ Leah Williamson

Prepared

I look back up to see Leah walking away her words replaying in my head about me just being a player. Anger rises over me, if Leah still sees me like that i might as well just forget her and go back to my old ways. I see a girl alone on the dance floor and go over to her with the same look in my eyes i always have. I grab her waist and start dancing with her, everything around me, the voices the everything goes away for a split second until i look around and see the same eyes that broke my head piercing into my soul. I look back at the girl i'm dancing with and look into her eyes as-well, she has the same eyes as leah just not as light blue. "I'm gonna go," i quickly say with no explanation and get out of there going outside to calm the thoughts down "Come on miley snap out of it" I say to myself but something in my heart aches for leah. I suddenly punch the wall then hold my knuckles. I hear footsteps come up to me i look up and meet none other then leah, i don't say anything to her i just push past her and go back inside the club. I sit at the table drinking trying to rub my knuckles with no one noticing.

Leah's pov:

From the moment i met miley i knew she was broke in all the ways someone can be broke, but this feels different she's gone back to her old ways. The same ways i could control. Theres no way i can control her  now she's pushing everyone out and it doesn't help by me being the person she hates the most right now. I see her from across the room not looking anywhere but her drink then she rubs her knuckles which she just punches the wall with, i wonder if she knew i was there watching it all. I don't go over as that's the best for miley right now, she might hate everyone but no one sees how much she's struggling. Everyone just sees her as an angry girl, i will never forget how she opened up to me like i was the only person who saw past her tough façade, everyone of our memories comes back to me like how she used to look at me like i was the only girl she'd ever seen in her life. She gave me her heart and i thew it away, that's one thing i can never repay her, her own heart. Sometimes i still see her as the angry girl on the team and the player but i always remember what's wrong with her and why she's like this.
I was prepared to hate miley's anger for the rest of my life, but how could i hate her anger when i knew so well where it came from.

An: Sorry for being away for so long I'm so busy right now and have no time. I've also lost my motivation for this writing stuff and i'm trying to get back into it. Sometimes i forget how much i miss writing and all the people reading it. Anyway sorry for the short chapter i just thought needed to finally update the story.