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The party is almost over and I can't feel my feet, I feel like passing out of how tired I feel, emotionally and physically.

It's extremely strange how everything turned out, I thought that I would see him maybe in a few years, by a few years I mean 10 or 15 years, not 3.

However his presence in this party made me realize that I fucked it up and it's okay to feel the way I feel. Like a liar.

His friend has been all over him, she has tried to kiss him but he always avoids it. I actually like the way he does that.

"Kendall, Shelli says that you can leave if you want to, or stay, whatever you choose it's okay" Glenne calls from behind me, stopping my thoughts.

I nod at her "Yeah, I'll leave," I say and walk to the room where my purse and clothes were placed.

Once I take everything that is mine I walk out of that party, I didn't even said goodbye to anyone, I didn't want to be in this place anymore. Seeing him with that stunning girl made me want to punch her right in the face.

I placed everything in the backseat of my car that was parked a few blocks away from the party, I sat down deciding if I should leave or go back to that party and apologize.

Why would I apologize though? He was obviously enjoying his friends company, and he was sure that it would hurt me.

I decided against what my heart wanted, I'm not going to apologize for nothing.

The same exact minute when I was going to start the car and leave someone opened the passenger's door and got in my car.

"Get out!" I yelled, I'm so used to this, some homeless people has done that a few times, this is the bad thing about leaving in such a big city, people is always scaring the shit out of you.

Once the person turned to face me I felt a bit relieved but I still felt scared and nervous.

"Why?" His voice filled the car and I sighed, resting my head on the steering wheel.

"You are trying to avoid me, that's sweet," Harry says chuckling, I fucking hate his chuckle and I fucking hate that he knows everything that I'm thinking, "Where are we going?" He asks.

I look at him "We?," I laugh "You're going back to please your friend and I'm going back to my house, get out" I demand, I'm trying to not show any emotion but it's kind of hard.

"Nah, let's go to your house, she is boring anyways" he says in a tone that gets me confused.

He used to do that when we were dating and sometimes I thought he was joking, most of the time he was honest and he would get what he wanted. I sigh and start the car, I know he isn't joking and he won't get out of the car until we get to my house.

Harry

She looks at me and sighs, she for sure knows that I won't leave her until she shows me her house. I want to know if she is seeing someone, if she is dating someone. She is obviously fucking with someone, but I want to know if it's a constant.

That blonde dude with awful tattoos was looking at her the whole party, I couldn't help but roll my eyes every time they looked at each other and smiled like idiots, she, as always, thought that he was being nice but I know that look on every men's faces, and I know that he didn't ask for her number just to be her friend. The way he held her wrist, why the fuck as he touching her? Not that I care, we aren't together anymore.

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