Guess Who? (Larry AU)

Chapter 28

So it's been a really long time. I'm so sorry everyone. I had massive writer's block, but this chapter went a lot different than expected. The beginning took so long to write but I finally got into the groove and voila! Please enjoy the unedited chapter 28! Xx- W.

Blair P.O.V.

Today was the funeral. I sat numbly in the front row of the church pews. It still didn’t feel real; I kept expecting to wake up from this nightmare any minute now. Grace, the normally confident one who was so full of herself, was sitting next to me on the hard wood bawling her eyes out. Neither of us had bothered with makeup today knowing it would be running down to stain our cheeks in a matter of minutes. Dad had made us go to school after the funeral. He told us that if we stopped socializing now we would never go back, and he wanted us to keep our heads up. Grace wanted to argue with him, to stay at home and comfort him but I held her back. It was clear he wanted to grieve in his own peace.

It was just after lunch unfortunately when we arrived back which meant Grace and I would have to split up for the next three periods. Could this day possibly get more impossible? Just then, I glanced up to see the clock on the wall and to my dismay saw Daren Malik heading straight towards me. “Hey B!” he called snidely from behind. No, I cannot deal with him today. Not after Daddy and the funeral, I can’t handle his insults today. Just ignore him maybe he will just go away for once, I chanted to myself inside my grief-stricken mind.

“Tomlinson, I’m talking to you! Don’t ignore me!” he yelled as he caught up to me. I tugged harder at my sweater as I wrapped myself in it thinking if I tried harder I could disappear within it.

“Please, Daren, not today,” I pleaded softly. If I spoke any louder then tears would surely follow.

“Aw, what’s wrong princess? Did Daddies have a fight last night?” he taunted. Glaring at him through blurred vision, I could make out his figure mocking crying boo-hoo faces. “Did they tell you no to the pretty unicorn or did they not want to get it on?”

“Stop, STOP JUST STOP!” I screamed as I lost control of my sobs. All of the hysteria I had been keeping inside me for the last thirteen years was being ripped free from my chest. “Just SHUT UP DAREN! You don’t know ANYTHING about me or my family! And guess what? Congratulations because now I only have one dad! Are you fucking happy now? I’m normal now. I’ve got a single parent on a teacher’s salary with a grieving heart. Was that your 11:11 wish, you sick twisted bastard!? Well you can go throw a party now while I cry myself to sleep every night because I lost one of the two most important people in my life! I have no biological parents left. You’re so lucky, you know that right? Your mom is still beautiful and kind, and your father is polite and smart. I don’t know where you got your horrific attitude from considering you have such lovely things in your surroundings. Good luck with your selfish pathetic life, Daren. I hate you,” I choked out before covering my mouth with my hand and squeezed my eyes shut. Tears dripped to the concrete floor while others painted lines on my face. My headed pounded with a raging headache as my heart filled with so much anguish I was sure it would rupture. In that moment, I was secretly hoping it would.

In a split second, my legs could no longer support my frame and I fell to my knees. My head met the floor as if I was in the tornado drill position at school. I was praying for anything but this.

A gentle touch rested on the small of my back. “B-Blair?” the voice was rough and rigid. “Blair, I’m so sorry. I-I had no idea; I never… I never meant it. I didn’t mean it I swear to God I’m such a twat. No I’m more than that. There’s no word awful enough to describe me. I guess I didn’t know how to use my words or deal with my feelings or describe my emotions. I didn’t know what else to do, Blair, because somewhere along the way in these long years I fell in love with you,” he admitted.