❤Fall For Me❤

Chapter 20 - Missing

❤Fall For Me❤


I guess the last time I got to update was a long time ago, Peace^^

So here's Chapter 20 and I hope you guys are still with me:)

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And by the way, this chapter is just a filler:) So bear with its lengh.

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---Sam's POV---



Owen...





I miss you...





So much...





Owen, I need your warm hug, I need to feel you by my side, I need to see your smile, I miss your naughtiness, I miss everything about you. I know it has only been hours from our fight but.., but I cant get my mind off you. I'm really scared. What if this goes on forever? Why aren't you coming for me?

Owen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for having feelings for you. I didn't mean to destroy our friendship. Owen, what am I going to do?!



"We're here" Justin's voice uttered in downcast.



Justin drove me home and Owen's house was just in front of us. My instincts commanded me to hide and run immediately to my room but there were mixed emotions gyrating in me. I wanted to head into his house instead of mine and see him as if nothing happened. but fear strikes my heart every time I try drawing myself to him.

Nothing came out of my mouth. I laggardly crawled out his car. I wasn't in the mood for a manner to thank Justin, I was exhausted. All the time in his car, I sat and curled up into a ball, with my forehead resting on my knees. That position helped me to obscure my face from getting noticed since I was weeping bad but I couldn't hide my heavy breathing and gasping. I didn't care if Justin was worried or anything. He was asking questions which I didn't feel like processing in my crammed up head.

As I headed inside my house, I felt a firm hand tugging my body to twist around. Everything happened so quickly and the next thing I know, I was around Justin's warm embrace. It was very comforting but not as snug as my lazy hog's...

"I can't stand seeing you hurt because of Owen" he whispered as he reposed his head on my left shoulder, causing him to crouch his back considering his height. His buff arms were around me and warm face resting on my collarbone.



"Justin?"



"What is it?" he traced his nose while burying his face to my neck. I pushed him away a little but not too much for him to feel rejected. He was a good friend and I needed someone like him at these downcast hours.

"What does Ashley have that I don't?" I asked as I sobbed harder. His side was the best place to pour out at this moment.

"I don't have feelings for Ashley, the girl I was talking about earlier was actuall~"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean you... It's Owen...What does Ashley have that makes him like her a lot?" I submerged my face to my damp sleeve, stopping my tears from running out.

"Oh...." was all he said with a wounded tone. He continued after a minute or so. "One thing's for sure. You are beautiful... Gorgeous... Stunning... Not even close to Ashley. You're an amazing girl whom any boy could fall for. I-I know you like Owen... Or probably, love that guy, but always remember that I'm always here for you."

Justin was so charming and lovable but not to forget, I doubt this could be one of his player ways . His concern directly directed my thoughts to Owen again. He was supposed to be the person who tells me those lines...I didn't stop myself from crying anymore. I felt so safe and understood by Justin. When he was about to let go, I hugged him back to show some gratitude. I felt lucky to have him barge in into my life. The perfect blessing when broken. "Thank you"




Hours Later**



The sun's rays vanished from overpowering my bedroom. My room was pitch black. I didn't have the energy to stand up and switch the lights on. My strength was all drained from all the harsh breathing and sobbing. No sign of Owen, no texts, no calls, no presence. This was what I feared.

I laid on my bed for hours staring at the ceiling, wondering where he was... He's probably with Ashley eating their faces out...

I checked my phone, 1 AM, Monday. 5 missed calls and 12 messages. They were mostly from my schoolmates. Oh great, they saw the kiss in the resto. How am I suppose to survive my day tomorrow in school... Few more weeks till graduation, I wonder if I can make it without him...

<*"IT'S ME LAZY HOG! ANSWER ANSWER ANSWER THIS FRICKIN' PHONE RIGHT NOW PUMBA! RIIIIIING!!!"*>

The telephone in my room rang and it was a phone call from Owen's place. My telephone was unique, it could record ring tones from different callers and Owen was the one who sneaked in my room and recorded that secretly. Should I answer it? His voice was my soul's demand.

My heart was beating nervously. What am I gonna tell him?! I gathered on all my courage and picked up the phone after several eight to ten rings.



"H-hello?" I started stuttering.



"Sam? How are you sweetie, I just want to check if Owen's over your house? It's late and.." a familiar female voice said worriedly.



"Mrs. Kings?" I was sure it was his mom, not the person I was hoping for.



"Yes dear, Owen fetched us from the airport but as soon as we arrived home, he left the house and this late, he still hasn't come back yet. I'm really worried."

Owen's not home? Where is he?

"Oh, really? Thanks for passing the news Mrs. Kings. I'll try searching for him. Maybe he's with his friends or something." If ever I have the guts to face him but for Mrs. Kings, I guess I will do it. Or was it just my excuse.

"Thank you Sam honey. I hope you could find him. You two are like two peas in a pod" I could imagine her smiling.

"Uhm, I'll do my best. Glad you arrived safely from your business trip."

"Thanks Sam, Bye darling I'll try to contact his cousins." she said and cut the line after my farewell.

Owen is missing.

It's all my fault.