DJ's Girl (Martin Garrix Fan Fiction)

Chapter 11

*Emily's POV*

I immediately put my phone in my pocket and head towards the door. I shouldn't get late. I have to see him right now and apologize. Because it's my fault that he is in hospital. If I hadn't been so close with Martin, nothing would happen. I can't blame him anymore, but me.

"Where are you going sweety?" my aunt asks, holding a cup of coffee.

"Oh. In hospital. I guess mom and dad didn't tell you." I reply, wearing my jacket quickly.

"They did, but I didn't want to bother you with questions as you woke up because you looked so calm and quiet. Yesterday you were a mess and my heart dropped, you know" she says in her Dutch accent with a worried look. I give her a warm smile and kiss her on the cheek.

"Yeah. I didn't sleep all night. Anyway, I have to go now. See you later!" I greet her and open the door as she waves at me with a weak smile.

I walk to the hospital with fast steps. I even pumped on some people but I don't really care. I'm thinking about Jason. Will he be angry? Sad? Disappointed? I don't blame him either. The guilt inside me died when I hear the news. I could have killed him because of what I did, but thank god he's ok. Now, if he doesn't want to talk to me I won't mins because he would be right. Note to myself, I must apologize to Martin too. I think he feels hurt too because I told him to leave. I don't know.

Finally, I arrive. I enter the building and go up on the second floor. My heart beats faster in nervousness as I imagine what's going to happen next. I find the room,and get inside to see Jason looking on the window but my parents are missing. The only sound is his heart beat from that machine next to him. Suddenly,his head turns slowly towards my direction. His face is hasn't an expression. It's got a completely blank look. I bite mt lip as I wait to see if he is saying something next. After 5 seconds of eye contact, I decide to break the awkward silence.

"How do you feel?" I ask innocently. I want him to know that I care. Because I do care.

"Well I don't look fine, but I'm ok. Despite the headache, I'm feeling fine" he answers with  a weak voice. I notice now the white bandage wrapped around his head. However, he still looks gorgeous. I give him a supportive smile and sit on a chair besides him.

"Jason.. I'm so sorry. I thought I still had feelings for Martin but now I know I don't. I feel so terrible for making that happen to you. And if you decide to break up with me, I will undestand. I deserve it anyway". I apologize with honesty. I dom't want to break up with him but it's his choice now and I'll definitely respect it.

"Emily...I love you" is all he says. I give him my best smile and lean in to kiss him on his bruised cheek. He gives me a weak smile too, and I take all that as forgiveness. We stare at each other's eyes for a moment, but someone gets in the room.

"Aw! Hello lovebirds! I like seeing  young couples in love,especially you,guys" my father comments making me roll my eyes playfully. My mother doesn't get in my father's mood and I can guess why. She thinks I should be with Martin but one day she'll understand. Jason is the one for me from now on.

"Here, I brought you some coffee. Obviously, Jason mustn't drink anything except juice or water" she hands me a cold capuccino and I take a sip.

"Jason do you feel better?" she turns her gaze to Jason and they talk about random things with my dad as I zone out, checking my phone. My eye catches a figure on the door but as I lift my head to see better, it leaves. I ignore it and go back to my phone.

"The doctors told me that I can get out of here in 2 days" Jason announces and I grin

"Awesome! I have to go home now  to tell aunt Kate the news." I say standing up. My parents nod and Jason wave at me.

Fotunately, I feel so much better now. I'm very lucky for being forgiven. It's a huge relief after all this. Can't forget to spread the news to my aunt and uncle. But I think something is missing. I just don't know what. I'll skip that for now.

I insert the key in the door lock and get inside to find the house completely empty. I close it behind me and walk upstairs curiously,to hear moans.

I freeze in my spot. It's Jenna's. I feel disgusted and walk into my room, ignoring the smell of cigarettes. I slam the door and she stops the noise. I would feel awful if I was doing that with my boyfriend in my own house. Wait, boyfriend? Please, it would probably be a stranger. I hear footsteps and put my ear against the door to listen their conversation.

They are speaking Dutch. By hearing the man's voice, I feel sick. I can't realise it's him. I don't want to realise it. I'm so silly for thinking that he actually felt something for m. I am just another fangirl he played with. He got tired of waiting for me,so he moves on. The thing is, I will always have this weird feeling everytime I see him,hear his voice or even think about him. Whenever I listen to his tracks, whenever I watch him performing in a video on YouTube, whenever I see him getting more and more famous. I'll be standing here and remember the crazy feeling when his lips were on mine. But this time, I know it's not the DJ. It's Martijn Garritsen. His real self. I fell in love with his real self. The one I got a chance to know better. The one who was sweet to me. The one who was behaving dirty,but he was like a gentleman towards me. The one who had a big real smile which made me drool , and it wasn't a thing you can see from a TV screen. In person, he is so much different. Although I know him for a very short time, I know it. Also, I know that he will be moving on. More girls, more parties.. The thing is, I will never move on. He is the only one who made me feel in this way, like they describe cheesily in movies,you know.

I let my tears roll down my cheeks as I cry silently. I crawl back to my bed and try to sleep, by squeezing my eyes closed.

They say you can stop showing your feelings but you can't stop having them. I highly confirm that. And that's what I'm gonna do. Hide them, again.