Behind the Hidden Face

Chapter 8

Behind the Hidden Face

Chapter 8

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-* GEMMA'S POV *-

"What do you mean you don't miss them?" I said.

"Joking." She laughed.

I sighed in relief.

"I'd take them back for anything in the world. I miss seeing their dimpled smiles. I lost them by ONE drunken mistake. I dumped Robbie the next day." She said, cutting up some carrots.

"I miss them too, mum." I said, holding my smile.

I tried so hard to not make it obvious that they were coming by to see us.

"But uh.. Why do you bring it up, Gemma?" She asked.

"I was looking at the family picture in the living room. Me, you, Harry, Edward.. and dad." I said.

She wet her lips with her tongue.

"Painful memories," She said, "I will never see my boys again."

"You don't know that." I smiled.

Then a knocking was at the door.

"I'll get it." Mum said.

She walked to the front door, I followed behind her. She looked at me, a big smile on my face. Dimples showing. She turned the handle and swung it open. Two tall figures stood there. Same curls as before. Their dimples formed as mum put her hand over her mouth.

"Mum. Gemma." Edward said.

"Harry! Edward!" She said, tugging them inside and hugging them tightly.

I joined in the hug.

"We missed you so much. My boys." Mum said.

-* SKYLAR'S POV *-

"Finally! My own bed!" I said, jumping onto the bouncy new bed.

"Woo." Luke smiled.

He sat on the bed next to me, he looked at me for a minute.

"Skylar.." He said.

"What?" I asked, my face slightly turning.

"Can I tell you something.. Only you will know?" 

"Anything."

"I'm proposing to your mum." He said, smiling.

"Oh my gosh!" I said, sitting up.

 A smile swept onto his face, his cheeks turning pink.

"That's great!" I said, smiling at him.

"I need you to watch Kendall. Pay close attention to him, he's sick."

"Anything."

"Thank you." He smiled.

"Have fun!" I said

  He walked out of my room, leaving me alone. I checked the clock to see it was 9:00PM.

I went to my bathroom, turning the warm water on.  I took my pajamas off and lightly got in, feeling the warm water tickle my skin. I leaned my head back, wetting my hair until the curtains swung open.

Harry's figure stood there. He put his hand over my mouth before I could even scream.

"Shh." He hummed.

I covered myself, smacking his hand off me.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I came to see you." He said, scanning me.