Make Me Forget✔

T W E N T Y F I V E

Song Of The Chapter: Where Do Broken Hearts Go- One Direction.

Conor's POV_

"Why is she crying, Conor?! What did you do?!" Alex was surprisingly mad as soon as he came through the door, his frown and loud voice obviously indicating that he ran across Anastasia- The girl that gave her all to me, yet I chose to let her go- while I stood in place, my heart beating endlessly per second, and my mind unable to function the thoughtful reaction she made.

She did the exact opposite of what any girl I've ever knew has done.

She stepped away, so I could get the woman I love back, and that's something so surprising, I've never held this deep desire to hug her as much as I do right now.

"Who is she anyway?!" Veronica asked both me and Alex, demanding an answer from one of us, but I was too busy taking in the events, and thinking about my next move to answer her question.

"She's the girl that was there for this idiot when you were fucking with someone else, ma'am, that's who she is." Alex's answer was like a wake up call that pulled me out of my thoughts, and threw me under the bus called reality, and suddenly, everything started to fade away after Alex said words nobody has ever dared to say before... well, not in front of her at least.

"Alex, I've done a mistake, and Conor-" Veronica wanted to talk, and I don't know what's gotten into me, but I somehow found the ground under me such a fascinating object to stare at, not even willing to let a word leave my mouth because I knew that when I let Anastasia walk outside this door, I fucked up bad.

"Conor needs to know that some mistakes are too much to handle, Veronica. Just like the huge mistake he did letting Anastasia walk out of this door after everything she's done for him." He shut her up, and usually, I'd be the one handling him when he starts acting as such, but my mind was elsewhere, as if I can hear their conversation, yet I'm not too conscious to react. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a video to edit." He walked away from us, his steps booming their way into my mind as they fade away, leaving the room in absolute silence where all I could feel was Veronica's eyes on me, and I knew that if I looked up, I'm going to see the tears I don't want to see, so I kept my head down, trying to avoid any painful view, because I'm in pain already.

"Conor," my name out of her mouth never fails to calm me down, but the thick tone of pain I sensed was enough for me to experience my own, sighing before finally lifting my head up, deciding that it's time I comfort her, because what Alex said was kind of hurtful; it even hurt me.

"Come here." I exhaled a breath I didn't even know I was holding, spreading my arms open for her to move towards me, her tears clearly visible upon her cheeks as she took a few steps before she was fully wrapped in my arms, her choppy breaths making her chest move faster against mine, her head resting over my cleavage to stand in my arms, while I passed my hand through her hair, making sure her head is completely set still, trying to calm down the girl I can't bear to see crying.

But as I did so, I couldn't help but try to find answers to the million questions running through my head.

Why am I feeling bad when I shouldn't?

I mean, Veronica's here, just like I've always wanted, and she's ready to take me back, so why did my heart stay with Anastasia as she left? Why did I want to stop her so bad even though I had no reasonable explanation for everything I've done?

Why did I betray someone who's been there for me without anything in return?

Why did I end up losing her after I promised her that I'll try forgetting?

Why is this hug isn't feeling as good as it used to feel?

I don't know the answers to any of these questions, and that's probably why I'm still here, afraid of meeting anyone new, holding on to the girl that left me when my fame wasn't convenient enough for her anymore.