Forget about him, or everything? (O2L fan fic)

Chapter 9

Talia's P.O.V

We got to my old house and I walked in opening the door and regretting coming here in the first place since it brought back some memories from the past that I just wanted to forget I walked into the family room everything was still in place. I couldn't help but compare my house from the O2L house. Mine was so much smaller and they have a huge house. I couldn't help but feel bad because I felt like I was using them but I wasn't. They wanted me there, I wanted to have someone help me in a way but I just felt like they were caring but just way too caring.. They don't have to care about me. I'm just Talia. I'm not a funny youtuber or anything.

I kept looking around the family room just brushing my hand over the couch, I flopped down on it feeling my throat start to close up and I knew that tears were going to run down my cheeks any minute now. I was just worried to see how Kian would react to me crying at my old house for such a stupid reason. Just because I miss this place and I feel so useless. I closed my eyes trying to get my thinking straight and not all mixed up. I felt the couch sink down a little on the other side. I opened a eye to look.

"Come here" Kian said opening his arms.

I did as told and accepted his embrace. He hugged me to him for a couple minutes stroking my back making me feel assured. This is something I loved about him, he just knew my mood so easily, I didn't even have to say one word, and he knew exactly how to make me feel better. I just loved it so much.

"Thanks," I managed to let out.

He was still holding onto me and he didn't say anything.

I enjoyed the quiet moment we were having, it wasn't awkward at all, it was that type of silence that was nice, it let you enjoy the moment, and i just didn't feel rushed or anything right now. I loved it so much, usually I always feel so rushed or so stressed but right now I just felt nothing. I felt a little bit of joy but being in this house gave me horrible memories and I just wanted to leave as soon as I got some stuff that meant a lot to me.

"Thanks for what?" He finally asked letting go of me.

I also moved away sitting back where I was before Indian style.

"Well, thanks for being there for me when you barely even know me.." I answered shrugging my shoulders and not daring meeting his gaze.

I quickly glanced at him and he was smiling brightly at me, "It's really not a problem," He said.

I kept looking at him and he just kept looking at me. He started to lean in towards me and I quickly stood up from the couch leaving him alone sitting there in a surprised state he looked noticing I was standing up now.

"Alright well, I'll just go get some pictures I want and.. I don't know some other stuff if I find anymore. Uh.. You can just wait there I guess.." I pretended to act like I didn't notice what he was about to do while we were both seated on the sofa.

He nodded at me looking down, "Can I join you?"

"Uh yeah sure,"

I walked towards my room which were where most of the pictures I wanted were, Kian was following behind me, I could hear his footsteps. My hands began to sweat, I was worried he'd bring up the moment we had on the couch while I was packing up my pictures.

"Oh shit, I forgot the boxes in the car.." I said turning around to face him.

"I'll get them" He offered walking out before I could speak another word.

I stood in my room walking around aimlessly. I looked at some of the pictures on my dresser, one of me with my family. My mom, my dad and I. I haven't talked to my parents since I moved out, they didn't agree with me moving out and my mom hated my ex so much and I understand why. My dad kind of hated him but not as much as my mom did.