Chapter sixteen| My bad
"I wish I could explain your eyes, and how your voice gives me butterflies. How your smile makes my heart skip a beat and how every time I'm with you, I feel so complete."
Bellamy's point of view:
People started piling into the basement area designated for teens. My mom's friends stayed upstairs while my friends ahead a choice of staying upstairs of come down here. Most came down here. The music blasted and the lights were flashing. As I entered the room many people cheered and lifted their solo cups in the air.
I smiled at them and many people came up to me and offered me a drink. I thanked them as I took nearly all the cups given to me. I quickly chugged them down then greeted everybody. A few kids who I were close friends with were huddled in a corner.
"Hey," I said as I walked up to them. They made space for me on the couches. "This looks fun." They nod their heads vigorously.
I chuckle at him. "Kiara and Madison decided it'd be fun if we played spin the bottle!" I rose a brow and liked around at the group of people. Max and Francesca were sitting next to each other.
He looked at me with a confused expression and I gave him the same look, even though I didn't know why we were liking at one another like this. Francesca eventually won over his attention though. Kiara spoke loudly over the music when she pulled out a vodka bottle she found on the bar.
The basement was finished. It had a bar, one bed room and a long and narrow storage closet. There was a half bathroom that nobody went in and probably had cobwebs in the corners. Many people cheered and Kiara set the bottle in the center of the table.
Where's Hadley? Shouldn't she be here? I looked at my phone and saw no texts from her. I ignored the other notifications on my phone and brought my attention back to the people around me.
She smirked at everyone in the crowd. "Ready? First person goes with me." She paid heard attention to the bottle as she roughly spun the bottle.
My stomachs dropped when it landed on me. Of course it did. She looked surprised and she blushed. She quickly recovered and pulled a smirk on her face.
The men cheered me on but this is the last thing I would have wanted. She came over to me slowly and people moved over so she could come near me, sadly. She got on my lap and immediately started kissing me. I was holding back the ergo to barf, honestly. I mean, this isn't Hadley.
I kiss her back though because if I stood there like a stone I'm sure nobody would let neither me or Kiara live it down. I paid no mind to Kiara and what she was doing, I paid attention to the crowd's response to what was going on.
Then my mind went straight to Hadley. I pulled away and forced myself to smile at her. She got off and I looked around again and the worst thing that could happen is happening. I make eye contact with Hadley who is holding a bouquet of roses.
Her lips are parted in surprise and hurt flooded her eyes. Betrayal was written all over her face. She forehead smile the same way I did but I could tell in her eyes that she was close to breaking down. She placed the bouquet on the ground and I made an effort to go up to her but she walked away as quickly as she could.
I picked up the flowers and saw a light blue card sticking out on it. I gulped and picked out the card and brought it closer to my eyes to see what it said.
Will you be my boyfriend? :)
-HadleyI shut my eyes tightly and repeated to myself that I am the stupidest person in the world. I shoved the note into my pocket and put the flowers on the coffee table and ran off to go find where Hadley may have gone.
I walked all around the house asking people have seen Hadley. I've walked through all the rooms and found everything but Hadley–what I was really looking for and hoping to find.
I walked outside and past the several people sitting out here and smoking. I looked left and right and found somebody with very familiar red curly hair.
Trying to go unnoticed, I tiptoed towards Hadley. However my attempts were unsuccessful. Hadley turned to look at me and immediately tried to run away. "Hadley, wait!" I called out. She was hesitant but she did stop.
She wouldn't look at me. I stood behind her. Without even looking at her I could tell she was hurt, upset, but at the same time... knew something like this would happen. "Hadley, I-." I started but she cut me off.
"Just stop. I get it, okay. I don't blame you for liking Kiara more than me. I feel more stupid than anything." She said with her voice cracking. "Just leave me alone." She finished and tried to walk away but I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to me gently.
I looked at her and she looked past my face. "Hadley look at me." I said, panic rising in my voice. She didn't, she just looked at the ground. I lifted her chin, forcing her to look at me. "Hadley I am so sorry." I pleaded.
"It's okay." She said softly and moved away from me.
"It isn't Hadley. I don't like Kiara, not will I ever. I like you Hadley, it's always been you." I told her and a tear rolled down her cheek.
She sniffed. "It wouldn't have worked out anyway." She muttered.
"Why not?" I asked. She finally looked at me in the eyes. I could see her eyes welling up in her eyes, tear stains on her cheeks, her mascara and eyeliner smudged around her eyes, and her eyes looked like they held no more shine.
"Bellamy... we are from two different worlds. You have," she looked past me at my house. "You have all these friends, you have a life. You have people who are willing to do anything for you, you don't need to try to make friends because you just instantly do, you don't have to feel scared that you won't fit in because you just know you will. I'm the exact opposite of you. I'm a downer, I'm not an optimistic person. I barely have friends and most include my own brothers so what does that even count? I know I won't fit in because I barely speak to anybody. I cant have a normal conversation without feeling pressure to be over the top, but usually end up making the conversation awkward! It just doesn't make sense for us to be together." She spoke in a rush and more tears rolled down her face.
Slowly I brought my hands up to her face and wiped off her tears. "We should just go back to home things wore. Pretending like one another doesn't exist. It's easier for both of us." She said quietly and released herself from my grip and walked away.
My brain told me not to let her go. My heart told me not to let her go. But it's what she wants. For the first time in forever I shed tears, because never have I ever lost something so important to me as Hadley Ashby.
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A u t h o r ' s N o t eOh my god my heart! This was so hard to write! Like I love these two together! I'm sorry!!
(Whoop two chapters in one day!!)
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