You [l.h]

Chapter 27 : Coming Back

Lily

I threw myself into my bed, feeling so tired. What happened today can't be erased from my mind easily. How could Luke do this to me? Am I wrong for getting annoyed at him now? This is so unfair. He let me fall for him and now he just left me. Does he even have a single feeling for me?

Yes. An allergy.

"Oh, shut up." Great, now I'm talking to myself.

I just couldn't understand myself. How did I even start liking him? Why did I like him? We met just a while back and he wasn't even nice to me the first time we met why did I have to develop feelings for him?
I just really had no idea on how this all started to happen. I felt so broken, I couldn't control myself, I couldn't hold my feelings. I was happy that I had a friend like him and I was happy that he was the person that I liked but why did it have to end like this why couldn't we just stay friends for God's sake I'm frustrated! Sigh.

I sat there on the edge of my bed and started thinking, "Should I maybe forget him?" But as soon as the idea crossed my mind, I hit my head a few times. "Do I have that magical power that can help me forget my feelings for someone easily? Of course not!"

I was about to get up and change my clothes because I didn't want to fall asleep in these jeans and shirt, when my phone rang. I let my hand dig into my bag to take my phone out and the name flashing on the screen almost got me a heart attack.

I think you can guess who it was.

At that moment I didn't know whether to answer the call or not. I mean, after what'd happened I just can't feel normal talking to him. But a part of me actually wants to hear his voice and talk things through. But also, another part doesn't feel ready to.

One final glance at my phone screen and I turned it off. I don't think it was the perfect time for us to talk. He couldn't just ignore me all day and expect me to answer his call after that little scene. As much as I wanted to hear his voice, I didn't want to make it easy for him. He didn't think I was just a joke, right?

I decided to take a shower and just go to sleep. Sleep was what I really needed that moment. I just wanted to forget everything that happened today, even just for a while.

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The next morning I woke up and looked for my phone and turned it on.
I only had one missed call from Luke. Apparently he didn't try to call me again after that. But he did send me a message, though.

To : Lily
From : Luke

Hey, Lily. I'm sorry.. I have a lot to say to you but I don't know where to start. I need to talk to you I need to meet you and I'll explain everything. Everything, Lily. So please text me or call me back when you've read this message.

That message gave me a slight urge to meet him to hear his explanation. But again, I doubted myself. I remembered what Emily told me, I should give it a try. Luke chose to be with someone else and I should take it. Though I didn't know what he wanted to say, I was just afraid it was something that I didn't want to hear.

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I walked down the hallway to my locker to get my books for the first class. English Literature. And for some reason, my head was aching so badly. I had a good sleep last night, I woke up feeling well. I didn't know why it ached.

"Lily?" Someone from behind called me. I turned my body around to see Ashton standing and smiling at me.

Ah, it feels like we haven't met in so long.

"Hey, Ashton." I gave him a smile.

"Hey. What's with you? You look a little.. tired. Are you okay?"

I'm not. I'm hurt and I'm dizzy as fuck but I'm just gonna lie.

"I just didn't have a good sleep last night." Ashton nodded. "Are you heading to class?" He asked.

"Yes. Literature. Are you?"

"Yeah. I'm having History but we can go together since our classes are on the second floor." He smiled, showing his cute dimples.

I smiled, "sure."

We didn't talk much on our way to our classes. He just asked me how I'd been and I asked him the same. He said he was okay, he felt better. He told me that he had to stay away from me for some time. He needed time to sort his feelings out. And I could understand that. I didn't expect him to just talk to me as if nothing happened that day.

"Your class." He said as we stopped in front of my Literature class.

"See you around, Ashton." I walked into the class without really looking at the people who had arrived earlier. But when I almost reached the seat that I usually sat on in the back row, I saw a very familiar guy sitting next to it.

I almost forgot that we're in the same class for this lesson.

He saw me standing there and our eyes met. But I quickly looked away and walked back to sit in the second row. I didn't care if the person who usually sat there were to complain to me for taking their seat. For now I really couldn't sit on my usual chair.

I put my chin in the palm of my hand. Looking straight to the board but not paying attention at all to what Mrs. Woods was saying. I was too busy with my own thoughts. After a while, I excused myself because I wanted to go to the toilet.

I felt more dizzy and my face looked a little pale. I decided to take a little rest inside. When I finally felt like I could walk without losing my balance, I got out of the toilet and went back to class. But I stopped when I saw Luke standing a few feet away from the girls' toilet. My head started to ache more, again, seeing him there. I didn't even know why.

He tried to talk to me but I tried to walk away.

"Lily.."

"Please not now.." my voice cracked.

"Lily, you look pale. Are you sick?"

The last time I checked on my face, it didn't look so pale that anyone could notice it in a few seconds. However, now I'm really not feeling well at all. I need to go back to class real quick or I'll end up passing out here in front of a guy that I'm trying to avoid just like in a chick flick movie.

"Lily, please. At least let me get you to the infirmary." He said as he tried to take my hand. But I pulled away.

"I'm okay, Luke. I just need to sit and that's why I'm going back to class."

Liar. You're clearly not okay.

"But-"

"Luke." I cut him off. I don't have the energy to argue with him right now. "Please." He stopped doing whatever he was trying to do and I started walking away.

But only three steps until everything became dark.