The Veracity About Hope

Chapter Fifteen

To explain why I haven't updated or read any stories here well lets just say, school happened. It's been crazy. And I just want to stop time just to write and update daily again but the teachers are so evil! wah >.< forgive me *sobs* here's a chapter!

Chapter Fifteen

Do you ever get that feeling when your heart is thumping so hard it feels like it's going to explode? Maybe you feel this when there's a graded recitation and you didn't study or maybe you felt this when you had to perform in front of the whole student body?

It feels like there are thousands of Adam's in front of me and I am supposed to do something as I look at him. His text sent my heart beat erratically and what more if he speaks?

I took a step back with my mouth slightly opened and he stepped in the elevator, not bothering to say anything. He pressed a button but I wasn't paying attention on what floor he would bring me. It felt like hours before the elevator dinged, signaling that we have arrived.

I felt like I was paralyzed and someone else was in control of my body. I felt like a robot as I followed him out the box that caged us awhile ago. Cold wind slapped my face and that seemed to snap me out of this trance I'm in and come to my senses. He must have said something because he looked at me expectantly and I blushed.

"Sorry. What?"

"Well you look like proper shit." He rolled his eyes and a laugh managed to escape my lips.

"Hello to you too." I nudged my elbow to his arm as I looked at the scenery in front of me. It was breathtaking actually. The cars below looked like toys, the people bustling their way to work looked like ants and the building looked like one of those models.

"I lied." I froze and I nodded my head, urging him to continue.

"About not loving someone before." I looked at him and his eyes remained glued on the bar that prevented us from falling.

"So you mean that time when you said you liked me and said 'I've never felt like this before' was a joke?" I fell my insides crumbling and the thought of never being enough keeps repeating in my head.

"It wasn't a joke. Or a lie. It's different with you. I have never felt anything like that. Palms sweating. Hands shaking. Feeling nervous when I'm around you," a little bit of weight fell off my shoulders. "But it doesn't mean I've never loved anyone before. My heart used to beat loudly and erratically." Pain surged through me and it felt like I couldn't breath. The thought of Adam with another girl is making me sick. I feel like I'm going to vomit everything in my stomach. I averted my gaze to the pot hanging and looked at it like it was one of a kind. I was hoping that he would stop and at the same time he would continue.

"Even they do not know. I was an incoming 11th grader and it was summer when my father decided to go to Doncaster and stay there with my grandparents. And that's when I met her."

"Why didn't you tell them? I mean, why me?" I finally took up the courage to look at him. His hair was messy like usual and he was wearing his favorite black jumper and jeans. He looked perfect to me.

He shrugged, "I'll eventually tell them. But I had to tell you first because I got myself into something," he paused and tucked his hands in his pockets and corrected himself. "you, and I didn't think it through because I really like you. And I just want to make things clear." I nodded slowly and remained silent. I waited for him to speak again but he didn't. We just stared at what's in front of us. Birds flew by, people going in and out of cabs and minutes passed by.

"Then what happened?" He slightly jumped, clearly not expecting that I would ask him to continue.

"She lived three blocks away from my grandparent's house. Her family and my family were friends. We were introduced, we talked and I fell in love with her day by day." I flinched but I tried to keep my face composed.