The Bad Boy Next Door

Chapter 50 - Kyle

Dedicated to Harry who died 8.08.17

MILES P.O.V

How do you look at the girl you are falling for and tell her that her Father has died? Is it possible to force everything that is in you just to let her have a few more seconds left of sanity?

She had a fraction of hope. She was still holding onto hope that things would turn out ok. Well, it would have been like that up to an hour ago. 

Kyle Watson took his final breath at 7:03. The doctors warned Andrea that there was nothing left they could do to save him and their words were right as minutes later his heart stopped beating. Up to an hour ago I could have told Georgia that it was going to be ok. I could have embraced her, kissed her. I could have attempted to take her pain away. 

It was an overdose at work. They said his assistant walked in and managed to call an ambulance before he was completely dead but once he got to the hospital, his body gave up on him. 

Georgia will have to be told all of this, it's going to break her in two. I wish there was a way to just take someone's pain away. I would rather have it than her because the news I have just told her has broken her. I can tell by the look on her face. 

I didn't know Kyle Watson well. The only thing that mattered to me was that he mattered to Georgia. Even though all of the recent events went down, the love she had her father was something that could never change. He was there for her, unlike my father. Business takes up his life. Kammie, Mum and I are just a tiny particle. Kyle loved his children, any stupid person could see it. 

And here I am, having to tell this most amazing, wonderful girl that her everything isn't going to be around anymore. 

Not wanting her to be alone in this, I pulled her into me tightly. With her head burrowed in my neck I slowly rocked her backwards and forwards. A tear pricked in my eye out of sadness and sorrow for Georgia. If only I could take her sadness away. If only it was that easy. 

"I'm so sorry." I whispered into her hair. I really am. 

She sobbed. I'm glad I can be there for her right now. I'm glad that I can be the thing to help her through her loss at this current moment. I may not be the best at comforting but I am sure doing my best for her. 

She deserves it after all. 

"I'm so sorry Georgia." I whispered to her. I felt her arms wrap around my back and instantly I got this comforting feeling. As if I'm the one going through heart break right now. 

"Miles." She said, after taking a deep breath. I kissed the top of her head over and over again. Her hair has an addictive scent. 

"Yes?" I kept rocking her back and fourth. 

"Don't leave." She hugged me tighter as she said the words. "I need you." 

"I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere." I soothed her, stroking her back at the same time. 

I really am falling for her. This moment is what has made me see it more than ever. 

We had stayed up all night, not even talking. The clock on the wall of the Watson's sitting room read three o'clock am. I made us both hot chocolate and we laid on the sofa under blankets. Each time Georgia would stop moving I would check to see if she had fallen asleep but instead she just fiddled with the straps of my black hoodie thoughtfully. The time was on our side as when each hour went past Georgia would give me a brief smile or say something.