I Wasn't Meant to Fall in Love With You (Completed)

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

I don’t know where to go so I just walk around, every emotion possible flowing through my body. I know I have to tell Lydia. I can’t pretend that the kiss never happened. But will she believe me when I say that I didn’t kiss her back? Will she trust me? I know I would be mad if the same thing happened to Lydia. I just hoped she had enough faith in me.

I was woken from my thoughts by the sound of my phone.

I stuff my hand in my pocket and take out my phone, not bothering to look at the caller ID before answering it.

“Hello?” I mumble, not bothering to hide the anger in my voice.

“Jake?” I hear my mum’s voice on the other end of the line. That’s when it dawned on me, I had completely forgotten about dinner. I glance at my watch and sigh; it was 7:15 already.

“Mum, I am so sorry. I am on my way; I’ll be five minutes tops I swear.” I blurt out, not wanting to deal with my mum right now.

“Okay,” she responds, her voice sounding calm. Shocked, I don’t know what to say but my mum continues, “Jake?”

“Yeah,” I answer.

“Are you okay?” she continues. I smile slightly, how does she know me so well?

“Yeah,” I sigh, “It’s a long story.”

“I’m here for you. You can always talk to me.” She says, her voice sounding sad.

“I know mum,” I couldn’t help but smile.

“About anything, including Lydia.” she adds.

“I love you mum.”

“I love you too, honey. See you in a minute.”

By the time I hang up the phone I am already in a better mood and only a couple of minutes away from the restaurant.

Dinner managed to take my mind of Lydia and Ellie for a while.

“Can we have the check please?” My mum asks the waiter, as we finish our deserts.

My phone vibrates in my pocket and I take out, biting my lip when I see who the text is from. Guilt floods over me.

I miss you, you’re gonna have some making up to do when you get back ;) L

I shove the phone back in my pocket angrily. Why did Ellie have to put me in this situation? It is all her fault. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t have to be thinking about lying to Lydia. If it wasn’t for her I wouldn’t have to be worrying about whether Lydia is going to break up with me.

The rest of dinner my mind is filled with thoughts of Lydia. I can’t seem to get her off my mind and it’s just making me feel even guiltier.

By the time we arrive back at the hotel, I am shaking I am so nervous about seeing Lydia on Monday.

I storm into my room without even saying goodnight to my family. I go straight to the bathroom. Gripping the sink I splash cool water over my face. Get a grip Jake. It’s going to be okay.

I sigh as I hear the connecting doors open. As I walk out of the bathroom I see my mum sitting on my bed, her forehead crinkled with worry.

“Jake, talk to me please,” she sighs, looking into my eyes. I open my mouth, but I don’t know how to begin. I know she will be disappointed in me. My eyes fall to the floor, not wanting to look her in the eyes, “I know something is wrong, please,” she begs.