Falling For The Brit

Chapter 9: Way Past a Visit

Chapter 9: Way Past a Visit

 

Lance's POV

So I stood there, immobile in my position. I felt as if I was paralyzed already. I never visualized my plans to get so screwed up like this.

I never pictured myself failing.

"I'm such a failure!" I screamed at the top of my lungs across the empty football field to no one in particular. I mean, who else could I blame, right? I couldn't put any fault on anyone else but myself, my pathetic self. I was getting so anxious all of the sudden. I didn't know why.

I've been with tons of girls in the past already, and letting go of each of them wasn't even a challenge. I'd even break their hearts for some fun. I didn't give two sh*ts before. I was a playboy, and I could make all girls fall for me in a snap of a finger if I wanted to.

But this time around, it was different.

I broke Victoria Stellar's heart. That fragile little princess' heart, I crushed it into pieces. Yeah, I f*cked up so damn badly.

It didn't have to end up like this, and for starters, I didn't want it to end up like this.

But it already did!

Why did I court her in the first place, right? I always had an eye for Laura, and there were 783 other girls around the campus excluding both Laura and Via, but I courted her. I made her love me.

And the miserable part of the stupid plan was that I loved her back.

Obtuse isn't it?

But it was true. I really meant each word I said to her during that one faithful night. That night I'd never forget, and I wouldn't want to forget.

I thought it was going to be easy letting her go, just as easy as it was to make other girls fall for me, but she proved me wrong.

She was different.

And to think, I could easily make out with anyone I choose to, but that night, I even choked up on kissing her. All I did was stare into her eyes, her glassy eyes filled with so much passion back then.

And so much misery now.

Nonetheless, I had no choice, so I wasn't the bad guy here, wasn't I?

Who am I kidding?

But still, I blame myself, simply because I was Lance Aston. I was freaking Lance Aston. I carried that surname that was accompanied by the whole business world. How things work behind the shadows of our riches.

I needed to fix the sh*t between us, because I may accidentally be the one crawling back for Via, and if I'm too late, I'll end up in the 'unrequited love' section.

And I wouldn't want to.

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Via's POV

"You know what, Via? I'm couldn't be better off without you! I'm glad I left you. We were nothing but a huge mistake, no! YOU are nothing but a huge mistake. You immature, good for nothing, illegitimate child!"

"You take that back, Lance. How dare you speak to me like that!"

"Touched a nerve. Shut the f*ck up, princess. I'm going, Laura's waiting for me."