heads or tails // m.t + c.p [ discont. ]

Ch 1.8 • Move On

"Wait," I spoke quietly, my head lay on his bare chest as we regained our breath, "I thought your parents lived in New Jersey?"

"They do," he sighed, "But my uncle came to visit to tell us what's going on with mom and dad, and he brought a million tons of pizza."

"I like you're uncle," I pointed out, laughing. He rolled his eyes at my comment.

"You would," he chuckled, "Anyway, what was you're situation. The topic we were discussing before sex got in the way."

"To be fair it was a welcome interruption," I smirked, he nodded, "Anyway, I have a date with Blake tonight..."

"And you're gonna go?"

"Yeah... I'll break up with him tonight, at dinner. Then me and Blake will be over and we can focus on us."

"Right, uh, whatever," he spoke, distancing himself from me yet again. As soon as I think I've figured this guy out, he's back to pretending like we met yesterday. "I gotta go," he rushed, picking up articles of clothing and throwing them on. He then rushed out the balcony door without so much as a goodbye, and didn't give me enough to time to say bye either, for he was out of my bed and out of the door in a matter of 30 seconds whilst I stood there utterly dumbfounded by his sudden distance.

It shouldn't surprise you at this point.

That was just it. It shouldn't surprise me, but it did. He was gone again, he'd left me again, he was distancing himself from me again. It got me thinking, he's so unpredictable. I don't stand to have a future with someone like him. He might be sexy, he might be kind most of the time, and I might be in love with him. But I'll be living my life scared he's going to leave me, or distance himself like he's on the top of Mount Everest and I'm glued to the bottom.

It takes only a day to fall in love, but a lifetime to fall out of it.

People do it all the time. They move on. I need to move on. I need to figure out what's best for me, and right now I'm not entirely sure Charlie is.

I didn't even realise I was crying until I felt a tear drop onto my hand. I wiped my eyes and cheeks and sat there breathing steadily, trying to calm myself down, even just a little. I have 2 hours until my date with Blake. I must've sat on my bed for even longer, sat there staring at a wall, when I regained movement I found a picture of Charlie and I from our months of friendship and ripped it into thousands of tiny pieces and threw it, falling out of my hand like paper rain. I sucked in a single deep breath.

I gotta move on.

I picked out body hugging Crimson red dress with a sweetheart bodice, along with glossy black nails and heels. I placed them on my bed and went to shower. I spent what felt like forever in the shower, thinking about how goddamn confusing my life is, how much easier it was before I met Blake and before I fell in love with Charlie. In reality, I was only really in there 20 minutes. I dried my hair and curled the ends, then tied it back whilst I did my makeup. I pulled on my dress, then re-applied my red lipstick before picking up my black heels, and my black clutch then heading downstairs. As I reached the bottom step the doorbell rang. Charlie stood there in his drivers uniform with a blank expression on his features. While I will mention when I first opened the door, his eyes popped out of his sockets, he reeled it back in in a matter of seconds. "Hey," I spoke quietly. No response. "Hey Charlie," I spoke again.

Still. No. Response.

"You know, it's polite to compliment people when they get dressed up," I snapped at him, finally my impatience snapping in two, after hours of slowly wearing away it was gone.

"You look nice," he dead-panned. I huffed and rolled my eyes. Looking at us now, you never would've guessed what we were doing just a few hours ago. Climbing in the car, I felt like crying. We pulled up at Blake's house and the twins ran outside.

"Hey Meghan!" They spoke in unison, both happy to see me.

"Hey Ash, hey Cam, where's your brother?" I asked them, both of them shrugged their shoulders.

"Honestly?" Cameron chuckled quietly, "He's either in his bedroom, his en suite, the attic, my bedroom or Ash's room."

"Yeah, he banished us to the bottom floor," Ashton added laughing.

"And we got bored, but then we heard you pull up so..." Cam finished for him. I laughed at them.

"Seriously? Two 19 year of boys and you got bored?" They chuckled and nodded. "Can't you talk about girls or something?"

"We did! ...but then we got bored of that too," Ashton smiled sheepishly. I shook my head lightly.

"Boys will be boys," I sighed jokingly. They laughed nervously and I grinned at them. Moments later, Blake emerged from the inside in a Royal blue suit and a bouquet of red roses. He looked good. "Hey Anderson, you're late!" I scolded.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, just trying to make sure everything was perfect," he gushed. I looked him up and down with a smirk.

"Didn't accomplish it then?" I asked laughing, he shook his head and laughed also, the twins trying to stifle any noise. He pecked me on the lips.

"Shall we go?"

"Yup."

A/N: I know its short and I know it's Blake... But Blake and Meg are still pretty cute, even though marlie is cuter (obviously).

QOTD: Look at the picture at the top, what do you wanna know?

Stay strong lovelies,
- Faye xx