Best Friends? Or More? [EDITING]

BONUS CHAPTER | ii |

This chapter is going to be about Noah and Gemma and why they broke up. Surprise in the end! ;)

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Gemma's POV

Looking over at the one person I had come to ever love, I felt the guilt gnawing inside me. He should've been the first person I should have told about my decision but I was always scared because he always talked about our future together. I was scared because I didn't want to lose him. But what I wanted to tell him was enough to make him go away. I couldn't do this.

"Babe is this colour alright?" Noad asked me as he picked up his art work and showed it to me. Even though he was a bad boy/ troublemaker, he had this sweet side that made me fall in love with him even more. He baked, he painted and he loved me to bits. That's what he always said. And the thought ached my heart.

"They're beautiful." I sincerely said as I looked over at the portrait of us that he had painted. I was at loss for words.

His smile faded as he looked at me which made him keep the canvas down and come over towards me on the bed.

My heart beat increased the more and I don't know why. Maybe because it was him or maybe because it was time to tell him. I couldn't keep this a secret forever.

"What's wrong, princess?" He asked, pulling me in his arms and squeezing me tightly which made my heart squeeze like you were squeezing a washed cloth. It was that painful.

"Nothing's wrong."

"I know you, Gemma. You try to show everything is okay but what you want to say is written on your cute, little, face." He pecked my nose and smiled, making me dazed as always. I loved so damn much. "So come on, spill the beans. Just one thing, breaking up is not an option." He laughed.

The thought of breaking up even terrified me. I didn't want to lose him. He was my first love, the first person I learned to treasure, the first person who could make me so made yet fall in love every single time.

"I got accepted to UCL."

"Babe that's awesome!" Noah said, a very happy grin on his face. He was happy for me. I teared up that. "You've always wanted to get into UCL right? That's really great n-"

He paused when he realised the main thing.

"You're moving to London?" He asked, grief feeling his face like I feared.

I sobbed in front of him as he processed this information. "You're moving to London." He stated, his emotions void.

I was scared.

"Noa-"

"You're moving to London." He looked at me. His eyes were filled with unshed tears and he was hurting just as much as I was.

I couldn't say anything.

"But we could work this ou-"

"You do know long distance relationships don't work, Gemma. You'll be gone for what, four years? I wouldn't get to see you for four fucking years." He said getting out of bed and pacing around the room, his hands on his hips.