Mystery Dates Part 22 (A.I)

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YOU

"I understand," I stammered. "I was a pity date. A pity date you didn't want to be responsible for. I understand. Don't feel guilty."

I backed away, my throat tight from the unshed tears waiting to flow. I cleared my throat and turned and ran. I couldn't stand to stay there with him and wallow in his pity. I didn't want his pity, or his sympathy. All I wanted was him. All of him. Everything he had to give.

He chased after me. He ran, his footsteps quick with his long legs and big strides. He shouted after me, he called my name but I didn't stop. I hid. I fell through the doorway leading to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall.

"Y/N!" he yelled.

His voice was getting nearer, louder, more clear. He was coming!

"Y/N!" he shouted again. "Where are you?"

He was outside the bathroom, I could hear his footsteps. I held my breath.

"Don't hide from me," he said, his voice a little quieter. "Please baby."

I sobbed. Why must he do this to me? Why must he make me feel this way?

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