Thank You For Saving Me // Stauren

chapter fifty one

Steven's P.O.V
"Lauren please!" I shouted for the fifth time, trying to get her attention as she stormed up the stairs. "C'mon Laur!"

"You lied! We promised no lies!" She shouted back, obvious hurt and anger in her voice.

"I'm sorry Laur! I did it for a reason!" I defended, immediately thinking that I shouldn't have said those specific words as the truth inches closer to being revealed. I'm not good at keeping secrets, that's for sure, but sometimes you have to.

"Then tell me! Tell me this certain reason for why you have to lie to your girlfriend!" She screamed, turning around to face me with tears in her frustrated, green eyes.

I sighed, "Lauren... I can't just-"

"Don't give me that. Tell me. It's obviously important with how you're acting, so just say something before I flip." She scoffed, slowly lowering the volume as she went through the sentence.

"Uh... Well... I..." I tried to come up with something, but nothing. I knew that I couldn't tell her. It's not my job to tell her. When, or if, she visits her dad, he can tell her if needed. But for now, I need to tell her something. Something believable. "I have to fly back tomorrow..." I blurted out, soon processing what I said and regretting it.

"Tomorrow? Why tomorrow? Why not at the end of the week?" She asked over and over and I'll I could think about is why I "have to go back" tomorrow.

"Um.. Well, Greg said it would be better if I could go in tomorrow. He also asked a few other people to go in." I slowly spoke but hoped that she was believing this all at the same time.

She said nothing. At an agonising slow pace, she walked into her old room, as she left the door open. I then cautiously walk into the room and see Lauren packing.

"W-what are you doing?" I stutter nervously. Many, many ideas flew through my head as to why she was packing her own clothes.

"You better pack." She spoke with no tone, before looking at me. "If you're going, I am too. I'm not staying here by myself and I'm definitely not going back by my self."

I sighed, realising what mess I had got myself into. I packed my clothes, shooting glances at Lauren from time to time, which she didn't return. We finished packing but both stayed silent. Me not knowing what to say and her not wanting to say anything at all. But one of the things I hate the most, is me and Lauren not taking. It's torture. Knowing that Lauren is mad at me, has to be the worst feeling I've been through, and I've been through a lot.

After a few more minutes, the silence becomes to much. So I break it. "Laur?" I say, but receive no reply. "Lauren." Even using her full name, meaning that I'm serious, doesn't give me the reaction I need, she just stands up and walks to the window. "Lauren please, I'm begging you." Still. Nothing. In stead of saying her name over and over again, like I currently was, I decided on something else.
"Lauren... Look, I know you're angry. Believe me, I feel the same way. I mean, I'm a piece of shit. I lied to you, I kept a secret from you and I'm sorry. But you see... I can't go on like this. In a matter of fact, I won't. I fucked this up so I'm gonna fix it. I don't know how, but I will." I pause for a minute as I stand up and take slow, small steps towards her. "I don't... or can't do anything without you and yes, I know that sounds clingy, but to be honest, I don't care because it's true." As I reached her, I slowly snaked my arms around her waist and heared her sniffle, "I love you Lauren, more than I can explain. There's no ifs or buts about it. And I know, for a fact, that you feel the same way. Snobby, I know. But it's true. You might not believe this, but I love you more than you think." I heard another sniffle escape her lips, before she turns around to reveal tears down her face.

"Wow Steve. Talk about emotional blackmail!" She choked while I brushed away her tears with my thumb, chuckling at her sentence. I gladly pulled her into a soothing hug, which she returned.

"So.. Are we okay now?" I asked cautiously, not wanting to get her angry again.

"No... I'm still pissed at you. But you're on the right path."  She said, no tone in her voice apart from seriousness. "And I'm crying 'cause I'm hormonal. I cry at everything." She chuckled, lightly.

"Okay. Okay." I spoke, still holding her close and never wanting to let go.

"Oh and to make this better, you need to stop with the lies." 

A/N:

It's a bit short but I'm gonna start writing the next part straight away woo :)
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