L.O.V.E (2): Take My Hand

Chapter 8

Grace P.O.V:

I just finished texting Ryan to let him know where I was. I checked in and went to duty free while I was waited for my flight.

I got a call

I looked at the caller ID:

Ryan Butler

I clicked on it:

"Grace"

"Hey Ry"

"Oh thank god. I thought I missed you. Where are you?"

"I'm in duty free. Why were you afraid that you missed me?"

"I need to talk to you. I'm at terminal 1. Grace please come find me"

"Why?"

"I need to tell you something"

"Ry... If this one of your attempts to get me and Justin back together then you can forget it. I need time. I can't flounce back to him right now"

"I know I'm not asking that. Just come here"

"Fine"

I switched off the call, picked up my hand luggage and walked to terminal

1.

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"Ry..."

"Grace" He replied giving me a tight hug as we walked closer together.

He ushered me over to the seats that were placed near the terminal.

"When's your flight?"

"In a few minutes"

"Okay.. I better talk then"

"Ry... Save it. I need time. He needs time. He needs to think about what he wants" I said standing up

"He wants you Grace. He wants you and only you"

"You're just saying that. You didn't see the way he shouted at me it was like he didn't trust me at all..  Like if he couldn't stand me with other guys then what about me? Him with other girls hurt. He knows how broken and insecure I am but he makes it seem like I want other guys attention"

"Well he never intended that. You know that. Me and you know Justin through thick and thin. I can honestly tell this 'break up' or so called 'break' is tearing him apart"

"Well I need time"

"No you need to talk"

"I'm scared" I said feeling tears trickling down my cheeks.

"Scared of what?"

"Scared to love someone so much that it hurts. I can barely breath without him, he needs to trust me. He needs to talk to me, I don't remember the last time we spoke before bed or cuddled up together. That's all I want. Someone to grow old with. But I don't think he believes in that anymore"

"Are you sure?"

I could feel tears multiplying I just put my head in my hands and cried deeply I couldn't stop them.

I heard lots of gasps and footsteps. I didn't bother looking because it was an airport, obviously there is footsteps.

I then heard music. It wasn't just music, it was my song. Can I Have This Dance but it was the 2nd verse remix