I hum tiredly as I turn over opening my eyes, they threaten to close again at the moving of the bus. I remember their chatter about America, I’m excited too of course. Right now I’m being miserable, missing Glen even though we’re on the outs I miss everything about us being together normally. Ugh, I need a drink. Shit it’s getting warmer, I wriggle out of my tracksuit and into my pyjama shorts and tank top.
“Whoops! Shit..” losing my footing I nearly fall down the small staircase of the bus, fucking hell.
I fiddle around making myself a tea, full of sugar of course and walk to the front room huddling under the blanket, now I’ve had sugar I’m not sleeping for the rest of the night. On the upside I’ll be able to sleep through the flight. I flick the TV on searching through the channels while getting comfy finding my favourite film.
I’d been snuggled up for a while when I heard him come in. I could hear his breathing, I knew he was staring at me.
“Hey.” I felt the sofa dip as he sat beside me, his hand rested on my ankle, moving it as he tried to get my attention. I try not to look at him but it falters when he nudges my shoulder with his.
“What’d you want?” I ask icily but I can’t keep his up. I’ve missed him too much.
“I came to say sorry. I’ve been an ass to you, I never meant to.”
The tears start to fall as he pulls me into a hug wrapping his arms around me possessively. My heart kicking into a stampede again as he kisses me, seeing as everyone’s asleep I deepen the kiss. It never breaks as I move to sit on his lap, I can’t help the tears that fall. I don’t even know why they’re there...
He pulls back and looks me in the eyes;
“Hey now love, what’s the matter?” he soothes, wiping the tears away with his thumbs.
His lips gently melt onto mine and I’m swept away into the kiss. His hands rest on my hips pulling me closer to him. As he deepens the kiss, a small whimper escaping my lips. He pulls away but to my surprise he moves to my neck running kisses from my collar bone up to behind my ear. He lowers his mouth down to the side of my neck. I feel his teeth push down onto the skin before lightly sucking on the skin. I tried to stop him and shift out of his grasp but I couldn’t...
“Glen..Glen...Stop!”
“What? Are you ok?” he pulls away looking concerned but obviously not getting it.
“I definitely don’t want some chavy mark on my neck, that’s why I asked you to stop..” I sigh
“Evie. I’m just doing what you want? You want me to be with you normally right? That’s what I’m doing, as well as making you mine. I love you and people should know that!” I moved myself off his lap in disbelief glaring at him.
“Are you kidding me right now? Why should people know you love me? Who do you need to prove something to Glen? Matt?! I don’t think so, you’re just jealous.”
“I need to prove that I love you, to you! Because you obviously don’t believe me otherwise you wouldn’t have walked away the other day!” he shouted standing up now, the Glen I knew was nowhere to be seen. I miss him.
“You had plenty of times to prove you love me to me! But you didn’t, you distanced yourself from me and was a complete and utter wanker just because you didn’t stand up to Mark. But right now I’m looking at you and Mark might be right.” I hissed, blurting out everything that was in my head, no matter how much it hurt him.
“Evie...I’m...” he stammered, moving over to touch me but I ripped my arm away from him fleeing out the door.
I’d only ran down the hall when I slammed right into Mark’s chest, his arms plastered themselves round me immediately.
“Hey, hey, what’s the matter?”
“Everything...” I sobbed into his chest,
“Come on, easy. You’re shaking come and sit down with me Evie...it’s ok.” I felt him pull my shaking body to my bunk, laying me down with the cover up to my chin, he was there sitting next to me his arm wrapped around my shoulder.
“Tell me. What’s the matter Evie? You’ve been miserable for a while...The only time I’ve seen you smile since we came on this tour is yesterday when Matt was here....”
“it’s Glen. He’s being an arse just because he’s scared of disappointing you. He’s being horrible to me trying to “make me his” by giving me some stupid chavy mark on my neck! All because of some weird need to prove to Matt and whoever else that he loves me!” I sobbed, the hard exterior cracking the real emotion dripping out. I feel Mark’s arm tighten around me in concern.
“Evie. I knew this would happen! I told you when all this started not to date my best friend, it’s never going to turn out well. Even though it might be my fault it doesn’t excuse his behaviour. But I think, you realized that yesterday didn’t you? I saw that look when you were talking to Matt.” His words struck the fear of god into me, was I really taking a liking to another person? When I’m with Glen?
“What look? I..lo...Nevermind. You’re right, Glen’s amazing but he can’t grow a pair and stand up to me. I don’t want you together, I made that clear. I’d rather you just be friends Evie I think you and Matt would look great together. He’s more your age and stuff. “ I shot him a look before sighing and plummeting my head into the pillow in defeat.
“God. What am I going to do. It’s not like I don’t feel something for Glen because I do, it’s just. I think he’s given up in trying for me...for us as a couple. Ugh...”
I took another deep sigh before looking up at Mark as he got up to leave, recognising the look I knew I had to consider what he was saying.
Deep down I knew he was right...
It took me ages to write this chapter, hope it's at least ok for you guys! Let me know what you think - Comment and vote - Love Hannah xox
