Lost in Your Eyes | Enrique Iglesias

Chapter 19

This chapter is really shitty and I did not even proof read it because I know I'd cringe and then delete it all. This story needed some spice so I thought this idea would be great, but it turned out really crappy. I need ideas on how to continue, what should happen in their lives, how you want it to end etc. PLEASE give me some good ideas in the comments section. Thank you! 

Your POV

Anger. Disappointment. Sadness. I was trying to hold back the tears gathered onto my eyes, but as soon as I blinked they poured down my cheeks like waterfalls. Many questions flooded my head and I hated that I did not have an answer to any of them. Why did he lie to me about going to interviews all day? Why is he with his ex girlfriend? Why did this have to happen now when I thought everything was going well? Does he even love me? 

Then one more important question hit me. What do I do now? 

I debated whether to just gather my things and leave or stay to see what he has to say. I decided that the second alternative is best, since the first one is a bit childish. I should first wait to listen to what Enrique has to say. Overthinking this would bring me to despair, I know from previous experiences. Don't get me wrong, I trust Enrique..or at least I did until now. He lied to me. 

Being lied to hurts..it feels like having millions of people punch you in the stomach while your heart is racing to the speed of light. I hate being hurt. But once again, I should wait for an explanation. So meanwhile I cry until my eyes dry out, so I look stronger in front of Enrique when the encounter happens.

As the clock reads 4:56 pm, I hear the door open and Enrique's voice humming some song. 

''Baby girl, I'm h-hoomeee'' he cries, obviously drunk and amused. Too amused for my liking. I decide to act like I am making conversation instead of showing him I have found out. I want to see if he tells me the truth. 

''How did the interviews go?'' I ask as he heads towards me to kiss me. I turn my head and step aside before his lips meet mine, obviously not being able to help the feeling of anger and hurt that has taken over me. ''What's wrong?'' he asks. 

''I asked you a question'' I say irritated. 

''Oh yeah the interviews..yeah they went well'' he says still drunkenly amused. 

''Did they happen to be in a bar?'' I feel as if I am interrogating him, which I hate because I used to trust him, but now it feels appropriate to do it. 

''Wh..what?'' he asks. 

''You heard me'' 

''Noo, baby girl. The interviews where at Briza on the Bay honey'' he answers and I wonder if it's true. 

''So then why are you drunk, Enrique?'' god I hate such interrogatories, I hate having to be in this situation but I need answers and I need them now. 

''Why are you so angry? Pérez had an interview in the same building today and when he was done, he asked me if I wanted to grab a drink so I accepted, of course''. Pérez is how Enrique calls Pitbull. ''He is my good friend. I'm sorry for not calling to tell you this, okay?'' he answers a bit annoyed. I don't like the fact that he is the one to be annoyed, when I'm only trying to find out the truth so it doesn't lead to something idiotic. 

''I know your ex girlfriend was with you. Why are you not mentioning that as well?'' I asked trying to sound and look as calm as possible. Even if I kind of already have, but I do not want to sound like a psycho girlfriend. 

''Are you serious now?'' he asks looking me in the eyes, as if waiting for me to tell him I'm joking. I nod. 

''You tell me if YOU are serious. You went out to drink with your ex girlfriend, how do you think that makes me feel?'' I ask, trying to hold back the tears. In my eyes, this is something hurtful and I will never accept my boyfriend to hang out with his ex girlfriend. That's just..shitty. 

''Okay, alright, can you please come sit here so we can talk?'' he says as he pats the space next to him on the comfortable leather sofa. He seems to sober up now. I don't know what to feel: fear that he will say he still feels something for her or calmness that he wants to talk about it? 

''I would never in my whole life hurt you like that. I am sorry for not telling you I was going out with Pérez, but he took me by the arm and I couldn't just refuse. I am also sorry for not calling you to ask you if you want to join us''. He explains and I already feel myself calming down. 

''A while back, Pérez told me that he thought Ana was beautiful and he asked me if I could present them to each other. At that time, I told him no, because I do not keep in touch with my ex and do not want to start doing so'' he continued. 

''But why would you be okay with your best friend dating your ex?'' I ask. 

''Well, I don't really mind it because I have no feelings left for her, but I know that she is a great girl and that if she liked him back, they'd be really happy together'' his answer made me smile a bit. I am also starting to feel horrible for getting so mad before hearing the truth. ''So, when we were ready to head home, we came face to face with Ana and mister Pérez could not keep his mouth shut and begged me to present him to her. So I did. After that, we took a taxi together, they headed somewhere while I headed home'' he finished. 

I look down at my fingers as if they are the most interesting thing in the world right now. I feel embarrassed for my childish behavior and I am afraid Enrique thinks he deserves better. As I think that, I feel his fingers lift up my chin so his eyes finally meet mine. ''I would never hurt you'' he says almost in a whisper. I nod as I mutter a ''I'm sorry'' 

''I need you to trust me more'' he says and I agree. ''If I choose to be with someone, I want it to be forever and I need that person to trust me. I cannot live a life with someone who thinks I'm lying all the time'' he continues and I feel an empty hole in my stomach. This is real, true and it's the reality of a real relationship. I need to get my shit together. 

''I know. I am sorry'' I say silently and look down again. I need air so I stand, but before taking my first step towards the door, I feel Enrique gently grab my wrist. He turns me around and hugs me tight, his face buried in my shoulder. ''I love you'' he continues, as my heart flutters at those words coming out of his mouth as if it's the first time he says it. 

''I love you too'' I say back, truthfully.