Chapter 7

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The fall -part 3-

Emma's P.O.V.

Today was an awesome day with the guys and my cousins. I forgot about everything. I wasn't sad anymore. I have forgotten all the problems and the pain in my heart. I forgot about the entire Troy thing, but when they leave the house it was time to face reality

My cellphone buzzed in my pocket. It was a message

'We have to talk. Come to my house tomorrow -Troy'

I sigh frustrated. I went to my bedroom, removed my clothes and put on a pajama. I dropped in bed and closed my eyes, trying to get some sleep. Some minutes later I was involved by the dark, sinking on a deep sleep.

Harry's P.O.V.

It was already midnight and I was really tired and want some sleep, I couldn't. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't close my eyes. She was present, alone, attached, in my thoughts and didn't let me sleep.

I remembered every single detail of her. How our bodies brushed against each others. The kiss in the cheek. When she slipped and ended on top of me. I just couldn't sleep with all this in my mind. Desperately I pushed the blankets away from me.

"Why me? I love you Emma. How did you get out of my dreams? How?" I mumble while passing my hand through my curls.

I couldn't sleep. I stirred impatiently and desperately in bed. A thin layer of sweat was covering my forehead.

Emma's P.O.V.

Next day I was in tons car, in our way to Troy's house. We didn't speak. Tension filled up the air. I was with my cheek against the window looking through it. The car slowdown until it finally stopped in front of Troy's house. I looked up and stare at Tom's grey eyes, deadpan eyes. 

I sighed and climbed out of the car. I walked to the door and rang the bell. 

"Hello dear." Troy's mom greets me.

I turned around to see Tom's car, parking there. I knew he will stay there until I finished all this shit. I look back to Troy's mom and gave her the best smile I could put on my lips.

"Hi Daisy." I greet her.

I get it and she closes the doors. For the first time I feel uncomfortable near Daisy. She's so sweet and polite, but things have changed with Troy and this would never end well today. I feel like I'm suffocating by this house, by my 'relationship', by her.

"He's upstairs waiting for you." She says looking at the stairs.

"Thanks" I smile.

She returned me the smile and went back to the kitchen. Slowly I go upstairs and walk down the hallway to his bedroom. I knock the door a few times. I open the door and see him laying on his bed, texting someone. He looked at me and get off of bed. 

"We have to talk." He say serious.

"You know what? I'm sick. Sick of you, sick of your indifference, sick of you being a jerk, I'm sick of all of you!"

I did not know where I found the courage to say that. He frowned.

"And why did you not go with that curly-haired guy?" He screams to me.

"What?"

"God Emma... There are thousands of pictures all over the country of you and him!"

"We are just friends!"

"You know what? I don't care... You can go, I have someone else." He says crossing her arms against his chest.

"What?" I ask.

"As you find someone else, I find someone too."

"I didn't find someone else!"

"I don't care! I lost my interest on you like a year ago!"

"So why you don't break up with me? You could have gone with that bitch before!"

I turn around in my heels and go out of there, closing the door behind me. I run downstairs, trying not to cry. I can't be one minute more in this house. I can't handle it. All this is over and felt free. Daisy follows me, asking me questions that I didn't answer.

I climb into Tom’s car. He didn't say anything. He turned on the motor and accelerated to the top, making the car made a loud noise. I felt sad, but I was angrier. 

"He cheated on me for one year." I whispered for myself. "Why all play the same fucking game with me?!"

"Hey! Calm down, don't scream to me. I thought that Derek talked to you."

"Yea, he did." I mumble wiping my tears away. 

"And, what he said?"

"That I have to be with idiots before finding the right one."

"So don't cry he doesn't worth it. Okay?" He said stroking my cheek.

"Okay." I said.

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