Chapter 22: Feelings that came back are feelings that never went away.

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''How did he sound on the phone?'' Meredith asked, curious, as I  stirred my tea spoon in the hot cup of tea. I closed my eyes, sagging a little in my seat and letting the taste fill me.

''I don't know; his voice held a subtle nerve, but almost like an exciting one, too. Like, the nerve you get when you unwrap your Christmas presents. He sounded rushed almost, there's definitely something going on but I'm not sure what, exactly. Every time when I think the drama is over, it hits me in the face again.''

With a frustrated manner, I threw my tea spoon in my cup, causing to spill some of the hot liquid on the wooden table.

''Relax,'' Meredith shushed me as she laid her hand on my wrist. I loosened up my tensed body a little.

''I'm sorry, it's just that...,''  I began, dragging out the last word as I awkwardly looked anywhere but Meredith.

''What's wrong?''

I reached out to grab my brown leather messenger bag, taking out the newspaper I found this morning in a local shop. 

''Jarred's free.'' 

Her eyes widened as she snatched the newspaper out of my hand, her eyes quickly examining the article. 

''The boy who tried to kill Niall Horan is back in town,'' she read out loud.

''Wait, did he tried to kill Niall?!" Her mouth fell open but was closed immediately as she saw me shaking my head.

''No, no, oh my god, of course not! He only beat him up, but I'm not sure how the paps found out. It's not going to take long before it's me on the cover of his stupid paper.''

Sighing, I took the paper back, not wanting to see these inked letters any longer. Maybe Niall should've pressed charges against him, as much as I want to trust Jarred, I can't. Maybe I need to talk to him in order to protect Niall, Jarred will most definitely listen to me, rather than Niall. Jarred has been arrested before so it's not like this scares him away, but maybe if I'll show him how he hurts me doing what he does, maybe then he'll realize what he has gotten himself into. 

''Em, you can't do anything about this,'' Meredith said sternly.

''What? I didn't even said I was and that wasn't even my plan,'' I lied, hoping she would fall for it, which would be the first time ever that she'd fall for my lie; I was a terrible liar. 

''Oh, come on, you have your thinking face on and you can't lie for shit. But seriously Em, Jarred has been arrested for beating someone up, he's dangerous. I don't think you even understand that, do you?"

I rolled my eyes as I took a bite of my tuna sandwich. She didn't understand; and  she most likely would never understand it no matter how hard I would try to explain. I've known Jarred for probably two years now, so he wasn't a threat to me. I know he can be violent and aggressive, but that's between him and other guys. He would never hurt me physically, I trust him on that for a hundred percent. He’s just a kid with a troubled past, who doesn't know how to cope with all the pain that he has inside. I've tried to help him; I've shown him how it feels to be loved and I know he's so grateful for that but he deserved it. I absolutely disapprove of his actions, and I don't ever want to hang out with him again, but there's a part inside of me that will always have a weakness for him.

''Can we change the topic?" I suggested, not longer wanted to talk about Jarred. I do needed to talk about him with Niall though, but I'll deal with that later; I already had enough to think about. 

''I have to be at Niall's in half an hour, so you better stuff that sandwich in your big ass mouth.''

She gasped while taking a bite of her sandwich, causing her to spill some lettuce out of her mouth. 

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