Chapter Eleven: If it doesn't come back, it was never truly yours

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Blake's P.O.V.

I sighed as I walked out of the door, resisting the urge to look back at her as I felt her eyes on the back of my head. I should have told her when I found out, but I had only just figured it out, and I didn't want to tell her in case it changed things. Looks like that plan had worked out really well, huh? I honestly don't know what I was going to do now, I mean, at first it had just been a game, but then I discovered that my roommate was hot when she was angry, and then it spread to hot, and one thing just led to another. I think I've finally found a girl I could actually date without her getting on my nerves, and that was saying something, because the girls at our school... good lord they were annoying.

Anna's P.O.V.

I looked at the many couples giggling away on the dance floor to an upbeat song I'd never heard before, and nibbled on my lip. I can't believe I've actually been so stupid as to develop feelings for him. He's a pig! I don't even understand how it happened, I mean, his hotness had always made me nervous but then I just got more and more flustered, and then he kissed me most times, I mean, what's a girl to do. How could I have pulled away, it's all his fault, infact, I might file him for rape. Although, that probably wouldn't work because it wasn't exactly against my will was it, but that's besides the point. I growled at the internal argument, Blake had me so screwed up, that I was arguing with myself. It's all his fault. And there I go again, I caught myself, and slapped my head, as if that was going to get rid of the thoughts. If it were only that easy Anna. Standing up, I walked to Claire, who was busy chatting to Ethan, with Stacy stood in the background, just looking guilty as she attempted to strike up a conversation with Beth, whose attention was solely on shirtless guy. I tapped Claire on the shoulder and gave Ethan a quick grin as she spun around "hey, great party, but I think I'm gonna head off now" her eyes widened, and her expression saddened "Anna you can't go yet, you're one of my best friends!" I cringed at her wording as Ethan walked over, hand in hand with Stacy. "I can give you a ride" he offered kindly but I declined with a smile, not wanting to bother him. It appeared however, that Beth had been aware of Stacy's presence as over she wondered, "what's going on?" she asked, with shirtless boy actually looking at us for once, as oppose to his face in Beth.

That came out wrong.

"I think I'm gonna head back now, you coming?" I asked her, and Ethan pulled out his keys as she nodded, "there is no way I'm letting two beautiful girls like you take a bus or a cab or whatever else you were thinking. I am taking you back to college!"  "Fine" I surrendered, knowing Ethan wouldn't give up. He was my oldest friend, and you could just tell.

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As the car pulled to a standstill, I leaned forward from the backseat and engulfed Ethan in a huge hug before I hopped out of the car, and skipped around. "I'm sorry we didn't really get to catch up" I smiled at him sadly, and he nodded with a similar expression, "me too, I'll call you tonight?" I looked at Stacy who was looking at Ethan with a thoughtful, slightly confused expression and my brows furrowed, wonder what's wrong with her? I shoved the question from my mind as Jasper, Beth, Lila and shirtless guy came up behind me and I hugged Ethan once again, whispering to him "I have something really important to talk to you about"

"Anna, look I really have to go, I'm sorry, something's happened. Just remember that corny saying, 'if you love something, let it go, if it doesn't come back, then it was never truly yours in the first place". The line went dead, and I pressed the off button as I thought over what he'd just said. With an empty sob, I threw my head back onto the pillow and a tear leaked from my eye. Why must everything be so complicated? I grabbed my laptop, and opened a word document, typing everything, every emotion out into the page, feeling as though it was getting rid of the complications. It felt good, I looked at my finished work, almost three pages long and gave a small giggle at my rant. I clicked on the cross in the corner, and was about to press don't save, when I quickly changed my mind, and saved it, but password protected it just in case. Closing the screen, I looked to the door, and then back to the laptop, before putting it down on the bed next to me, and pulling my luggage case from under the bed and pulling off my old t-shirt, folding it carefully and putting it in the bottom, before standing up and walking to my closet.

Blake's P.O.V. 

Finally the sound of her frantic typing, which I could hear through the wall, stopped, and I sighed in relief, standing up and walking down the hall to talk to her, now that she seemed to have calmed down. Her door was slightly ajar, and I peered through to see her walking across the room shirtless. My mouth dropped open at the sight of her beautiful tanned skin, the same shade as her long legs which were currently exposed by a pair of shorts so short, they may as well have been a belt. I attempted to tear my eyes away, but then she did something I had not expected, she grabbed clothes from her closet, and carried them across to her bed, where I noticed her suitcase was out. She began to fold the clothes neatly, and put them in the suitcase, with a single tear stain on her right cheek.

Sat on the sofa, thinking, I finally heard the sound of footsteps echoing down the hallway, and I stood up as Anna came into view with her suitcase. "Where do you think you're going?" I asked her, striding towards her so that her face was level with my shirtless chest. She gulped, and tore her eyes away, looking to the side of the room. "Isn't it obvious? I'm moving out" I took her chin in my hands, and brought her face to mine. "Can you repeat that?" she gulped, and took and breathed out, her breath smelling of vanilla "I-I'm moving out" she stuttered, her eyes slightly glazed before her whole face hardened "so you don't have to worry about bringing various girls here, after all, this is where you bring them, all of them" she finished, and I dropped my hand from her chin, not knowing what to do. I was no good with emotions, everything had always been physical with me.

As I broke out of my thoughts, I noticed that Anna had gone, and I ran to the door, only to discover that the hallway was empty too. Great, just great. Where the f*** had she gone?

SORRY SORRY SORRY

just had to get that out, sorry for the long wait, sorry for the length, and primarily, sorry for the rubbishness. I struggled so hard with this, dunno why, I think I have a problem at the moment, I mean, I know what I want to write but it comes out badly. I'm so sorry. I'm not even going to ask for the usual vote, comment, fan. :( I feel sh**** 'bout this. Btw, anyone know a good editor?

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