chapter twenty-three

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Calum's POV.

I felt guilty, to say the least.
I know I shouldn't have slept with Amber.  She has a boyfriend, and that was so fucking stupid of me to do that. 

I just missed her contact. I missed the taste of her lips, and how it felt to hug her.

I missed her, and last night was my chance of experiencing that feeling again.  I didn't see her for 3 years, but when I seen her again, I realized that I actually loved her.  But I'm positive she hates me.  

I can't blame her for hating me.  I was a real dickhead to her.
We were dating for over a year, she trusted me with everything she had, and all I wanted was her body. 

I took her virginity, and then broke up with her, just like that.
I look back at it now, and realize how fucking dumb I was.
I was 16 then, and I was an arrogant asshole.
I just want another chance to make it right between me and her.  Back then I seen her as a sexy girl I just wanted to bang.

Now I see the beauty.  The truly beautiful, and intelligent girl that I treated so horribly.
I broke her, and I couldn't forgive myself for that.

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I walked over to Amber who was sitting on the floor beside my bed, staring at the ground.
She had been in that same position for over an hour.  She couldn't seem to move, or even think.  We were both so clueless on what to do, and how this would all play out.

I didn't want to ruin Amber's relationship, but I was intoxicated, and I just missed her so much.

It may seem like I just wanted sex, again.  But honestly, I didn't want to have sex, I wanted to make love to her.  Because even after the years of her hating me,  I realized that I loved her, and I wanted to prove that to her, but she doesn't even remember.

I sat down in the floor beside Amber, and grabbed her hand.
She instantly pulled her hand away and wrapped her arms around her knees.

I quietly sighed and walked out of the room.  It didn't seem that she was going to speak to me anytime soon, so I just left her alone.

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About half an hour after I left the room,  Amber comes into the living room with the same disappointed look on her face.

"Please take me home." She says, and I nod.
I get up and grab my keys, and after she makes sure she has everything, we left.









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AUTHORS NOTE: 
Short chapter sorry, but two more chapters and this book is over. I'm sad about it TBH, but I feel like this book sucks so bad and it's just not that good and I'm so sorry if you hate it.
But if you do like it , THANK YOU.

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