Last To Know. (Jay McGuiness)

Last To Know: Numb.

A/N: Hey guys!! yes as I said last chapter here's the one of today. I really hope you like it and just a heads up there are only 3 more chapters for this story to end.  I don't really think about doing a sequel because I'm already working on another story which I won't post until I get more chapters to avoid the lack of updating, also I'm making a new improved Tumblr as my site where you'll find tons of stuff like upcoming stories, past stories and all about me, but it isn't ready yet so i'm sorry for that hahaha well... I give you the chapter now hope you VOTE and COMMENT that encourages me to not let you down and post faster. Love you all and I'm so sorry for any  grammatical errors, my language is not English so obviously I have errors. Remember to VOTE, COMMENT and SPREAD THE WORD. I LOVE YOU ALL! <3

It’s been a week and I’ve been in my room all day, every day. I keep looking outside my window, hoping to catch a glimpse of Jay trying to get my attention, but that doesn’t happen. It used to happen, once upon a time, but not now. Thanks to Matilda I’ve been able to watch a few interviews of the guys and they all seem to be happy, even Jay. I guess he was happier this way, without me. I couldn’t blame him I was something he wanted to get rid of, I was on his way to success. I do miss him though, so much often at night because my brain just decides to keep remembering that first night we spent together at his house, how his arms felt around my waist, his warm lips on mine. It was huting me, it was sucking the life out of me, but I didn’t want to stop thinking of those memories I loved so much, it didn’t matter that my heart was broken, it didn’t matter that he was miles and miles away from me I had my mind glued to the past and that was the only thing that mattered. I was getting married in two weeks, and I jsut wanted to run away again and into Jay’s arms, but that wasn’t an option. Jay hated me, the guys and the girls too.

I wasn’t expecting a “I’m sorry” card but at least a text or phone call, something that made me realize that not everything was a lie. But it felt like that, felt like I invented all in my mind, but if I did I just wanted to stay in that world and not to have to see Dylan’s face everyday in my room trying to convince me to go out with him, be seen in the public scene and announce our wedding, which it was already all over the news. That was how I knew stuff about my wedding, I let my mom and Dylan’s plan it so I could just stay in my room and cry myself to sleep. I knew it was going to be a black and white tradicional wedding in our back yard. There was going to be sea food and champagne and wine. That we were going to have a 25K white gold rings. That gifts for every guest was going to be swarovsky pens for guys and swarovsky neckleces and bracelets for woman, for kids swarovsky figures of the new collection they just launched, disney characters in crystal, just what every kid wants. I found about all that on the news, even that Vera Wang herself was giving me my dream dress which translated to my mom’s dream dress.

I wasn’t even paying attention, just looking as far as my eyes could see, it was a rainy day and I was missing Jay badly.

“Looking at the rain again Hails?” Matilda told me, it was dinner time and as usual I would have it in my dream.

“I can’t help it” I was sad, my voice was sad, everything on me screamed sad and the news were jsut saying it was because I was kidnapped and this was still all a schock to me.

“You miss him?” That was the dumbest question on earth.

“Of course, I love him” There they were the three words I wanted to tell him. The ones that made my heart ache every time.

“I know this won’t be the end” She told me confident and placed the tray with dinner on my bed, I looked at her with sadness in my eyes, tears tretening to come out.

“I hope so” I sat on my bed and started eating.

Thinking of what could have happen if I told him the truth from the start. But I couldn’t at that time I couldn’t. I took the bottle ring and played with it. A smile on my lips. I started to see all this flashes of the first time we met, the first time I saw his eyes. Those who let me see his soul from the start. I missed that blue in my life, every day was getting ahrder and harder for me to face. I just wanted him back. Days went by and the big day was closer, it was going to happen, it was actually going to happen and I could do nothign to stop it. Nothing. Since we didn’t had an engagement or proposal as it should be they decided to make a party and I was supposed to plan it, because my mother wanted me to do something in this wedding so none could see how really broken I was.