Chapter 35

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Chapter 35

Marines POV

No. No please no. No.

Everything feels like it’s sinking. I can’t hold myself up from drowning. He’s standing there, looking at me, but it’s not the same, because he’s looking at me like, “Oh, I didn’t expect you to be here,” and there is another girl right beside him that I want to hate but I can’t which makes it even more painful. What scares me now is that, there is nothing to explain, I am searching for a way that he can get his way out of this mess, but I keep looking at him, and our eyes interlock for merely seconds, not her hands, and he tells me “ I am sorry.” But I don’t want to hear “I am sorry” I want to hear, “I can explain.” I sicken myself but this is too much for me.

“Yo Harry, you okay?” Niall asks, breaking me out of my trance.

Harry clears his throat and rubs the back of his fucking neck just like he always does,

“Yeah man I am fine,”

I can’t look anymore. Everyone is getting up and welcoming them and saying “I can’t believe it was you Ivy, what a coincidence!” I am just siting in my chair, stuck. It’s too much for a girl to handle in one moment; I am doing everything I cannot to burst so sitting here is just fine for now.  

Everyone finally takes his or her seats, Harry, stupidly takes the seat right in front of me and I want to shoot him in the face, Ivy right next to him.

“Hey sorry I am late, traffic is crazy!” Zayn. He’s going to know. I turn to look at him, then everyone else does and he smiles.

“Marine! Long time no see! How have you been, how did it go with-“ he stops himself before he says Harry, realizing he is sitting right there. 

“With writing?” he disguises it well.

I clear my throat. I worry how my voice will sound when I speak.

“It’s good.” I say softly. 

“Good.” He smiles, and gives Sage a kiss on the cheek. He then takes the last seat next to Sage and me.

“So, we where just talking about the secret couple over here, Ivy and Harry. Apparently they have been sneaking around and none of us knew.”

I give a small smile, my eyes still pointed on my thighs, and I can slowly see Zayn’s eyes shift to me, but I look down. He knows now. He can see right through me. He whispers in my ear

“If you want no one to ask you what’s wrong you need to look up and try to act as normal as you can sweetheart, don’t let him get to you common now.”

He then moves his mouth away from my ear and continues to join the conversation. He was right. I needed to disguise my feelings right now, at least blend in with the crowd, so no one will get suspicious. I slowly look up from my thighs and straight forward at Harry and Ivy.

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