Living In 1Dland (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 8

Dex had held my hand the whole way through the doctor telling me I had sprained my ankle and also while the nurse bandaged it up. I had been given crutches to use which i'm not very good at using. I disliked them a lot, but wince Dex was around I couldn't just give up and walk on my sore leg.

"Do you want it to get worse?" he asked me, after I protested. 

"No, but I don't want to use these." I spoke sadly, looking at them with disgust. 

I heard him heave a sigh, "I'm sorry, this is my fault."

I wouldn't argue with that statement at all. This was his fault. He was the one that had run into me, knocking me straight to the ground while he was able to stay standing. The worse thing about al this wasn't that I was sore but it's that I'm seeing One Direction in a few days and I'm going to be on crutches! Well, maybe. I'll do anything for me not to be. 

Dex walked me home, worry lines creased into his face the whole time. I tried to ignore him as best as I could, but it was hard. I've had a crush on him since I was in year eight. He was my first real crush in primary school because I remember him picking me a flower out of the school garden for valentines day. I had felt special. That was until he arrived upon the high school soil and turned into some hot, buff teenage boy and didn't seem to have time for me anymore. We didn't talk for a whole year and a half. It was torture watching him flirt with other girls and hear all the rumours of him dating another girl. I had never felt so much heart break about anyone. 

We had tried dating, though. Once. Maybe a year ago now. I don't know why it didn't work. My assumption was that i wasn't pretty enough for him.

"What are you thinking about?" he suddenly asked, muting the television that he had flicked on whilst I was daydreaming.

"You," I said before properly thinking it through. I blushed deeply.

"Oh?" he seriously sounded surprised. "What about me?"

I looked over at him and really stared at him. His bright blue eyes were staring right back out me. He's handsome, and I seriously don't know why he'd ever hang out with me, I'm definitely a potato next to him. 

"Why are you staring at me like that?" he asked, frowning slightly. 

"Why'd you dump me?" I asked abruptly. 

His eyes widened slightly, "Um.."

"Because you know I really liked you, like, more than a lot," I continued, "I thought you were my forever."

His frown deepened and he dropped his eyes, not saying anything. My heart dropped, just like his gaze. I bit my lip and looked away, tears welling in my eyes. I needed to keep the shield around my heart for a reason! Why did I let it slip away? 

"Hey," Dex whispered and I felt the couch move as he came closer to me. He reached up with his thumb and wiped away a tear that was there. I pulled back, wiping at my face and ducking my head. 

I sniffled, "I thought...I thought I might..I could have loved you. But, you didn't give me a chance."

He was sitting so close I could smell his aftershave. He stayed quiet and I kicked myself again. Why do I keep talking?

"You're too good for me." he spoke finally, "I broke up with you for that reason. I didn't want to hold you back, I wanted you to be with someone that would be good for you. Someone more compatible."

This shocked me. "W-what?"

He sighed, and ran his hand down his face. Then he seemed to get some new found confidence and grabbed my hand. "I like you, Carly. I like you alot, and I always have. I know you're leaving soon and I also know you'll be back, but it feels like I'm losing you. You're so beautiful and I don't want to lose you to one of them boys you love. I want you to be with ME, Leelee."

He then proceeded to kiss me.