5 Idiots and Me

Chapter 24

*Peeks from behind a wall* Hi guys… *Screams as raw eggs are pelted*

I’M SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY!!!! I know I haven’t updated in a 100 years and I know lots of ya’ll are mad but I’m so sorry!!! Really, I feel so bad every time I log onto Wattpad because I’m reminded I didn’t update for a while. And I left you guys on such a big cliffhanger, so sorry a BILLION times!!! Hopefully, many of you guys still read.

QUICK NOTE!!!!

I’ve just decided that this story is taking place in 2014, not 2013 because that’s when I started the story. THANK YOU!!! It’s still March though in the story…

So read on my munchkins!!

Chelsea’s P.O.V.

“Hello?”

“H…Hello? Daddy?” I whispered, trying my best to not have my voice break.

I knew Simon was worrying because I didn’t call him ‘daddy’ unless I was really sad or scared.

And now, I was both.

“Chelsea! Are you alright sweetie? Did something happen? Did one of those boys say something to you? I swear I told them…”

Tears streamed faster down my face as I cupped my mouth with my hand. A sob threatened to tear from my mouth and I slide down the bathroom wall. “Chelsea? Sweetheart? Chelsea? Can you hear me, love?”

I took a deep breath. “Yeah.” I whispered.

“Good. Now tell me, what happened?”

What happened? What happened…

*FLASHBACK* (PLAY THE SONG ON THE SIDE PLEASE WHILE READING FROM HERE)

Running down the now familiar hallways, the one room entered my line of vision which either held the bitter reality or just my overactive imagination.

            Pushing harder, I flew past nurses and doctors and old cranky ladies that were trying to whack me with their wooden canes.

            Jeez.

            Almost there. Just a few…more…steps…

            My body slammed against the hospital room door as it opened, nearly making it fly off its hinges when I saw the one thing that sent my entire world crashing down before me.

            It was like my nightmare was happening all over again, only this time it was real. The blonde was indeed on top of Harry and he WAS touching her and moaning. I felt my heart break, no, shatter, into a million tiny pieces. Every sweet word and gesture Harry ever said or did floated through my head, almost as if mocking me. The blond ripped her head away and both of them turned to look at me. Harry’s eyes filled with shock and his head whipped up to look at the b*tch then turned it to me. He looked back and forth between me and the bimbo while blinking rapidly. As if he was surprised and confused.

            Pshh. Yeah right. He’ll be surprised when I go and beat his pathetic self up. Rage filled my body as I marched up to the bed.

            How dare he.

            How dare he play with my heart and make me feel like this. How dare he make me believe all his sweet talk when now I know what he’s really like. Harry’s eyes widened as I reached the hospital bed and stared at him with a death glare.

            I pushed the girl off him, not caring what happens to her as I grab a fistful of Harry’s hospital gown and yanked him up. My expression must’ve been scary because Harry looked like he was going to pee his pants. “How dare you,” I seethed while bringing my face closer.

            His minty breath fanned my face and for a second, I forgot about the world. He was so close… yet so far. Tears filled my eyes as I searched his face. For and explanation, anything to let me know what I had witnessed was a mistake and he wasn’t groping some wh*re (A/N: Excuse the language).

            I laughed bitterly but made sure not a tear would fall. I wouldn’t give this piece of junk the satisfaction of seeing me hurt. He didn’t deserve it. “Tell me what I saw wasn’t true. Tell me you love ME! Not her, ME! Tell me!” I yelled in his face, “Please…” I whispered.

            Harry looked at me and for the first time, I saw him cry. Tears slipped down his face and sobs wracked his body as his body slowly curled into a ball. I slowly released his gown from my fist as tears fell down my face.

            And that’s when I finally realized it was all over.

            I turned around started walking away when a quiet but broken voice stopped me. “Chelsea… don’t leave me. Don’t leave me like this, please. I..I love you Chelsea. I love you, don’t walk away from me, please.”

            I squeezed my eyes shut as a sob wracked through my body. Turning around, I stared at the broken boy as he reached a hand out to me, a hopeful look shining in his tear-filled eyes. If I put my hand into his, I know we could make it through this. We could get past this and I would confess my love to him. He’d explain to me what really happened and I’d forgive him. I know I would. And then we’ll live happily ever after just like a fairy tale.

            But this is no fairy tale. This is reality and I wasn’t ready yet to forgive him. Sure, maybe he has a reasonable explanation, but now wasn’t the time.

I gave Harry one more broken look and turned around. Walking out of the room, I slammed the door and almost on que, heartwrenching sobs rang from the room. I took a shaky breath and ran away from the dreadful place. Ran and ran till my legs pained and I was out of breath. I didn’t stop until I spotted a small café. Rushing in, I looked around wildly before a café worker came to my side. “Need anything, miss?” She asked gently and I nodded.

“The bathroom.” I whispered.

She nodded and pointed to the back of the small, cozy building. I mumbled a small thanks and ran to the bathroom.

I locked the door and slide down a wall. Pulling out my phone, I dialed a number I knew by heart. As my phone rang, endless tears slid down my face as my thoughts drifted away. To Harry. How he begged me to stay with me. How he pleaded with his eyes to listen to him and not run away. And what did I do?

I turned my back on him and ran away.

*End of Flashback*

“Chelsea?” Simon’s voice brought me out of my thoughts.

“Yeah, I’m here.”

“Are you okay?”

No matter what, nothing would change the fact Harry cheated on me. He was just like Josh and it was my fault for being so unguarded around him. But Harry looked so broken back there, maybe he wasn’t like Josh. Maybe, just maybe, at one point, he really did love me. I don’t know, but I do know one thing for sure. I smiled bitterly. “Nothing’s fine, I’m torn.”    

Now how was that for a chapter?? Make up for your suuuuuuper long wait? Once again, sorry for the long wait, but I’ll try to get back to every two day update schedule. 

GIF on side of HARRY CRYING. I'm literally crying now because of that picture, but it's what Harry looks like in the hospital in the story. Isn't it so heartbreaking? :'(

Love you guys so much!!!

-Meg