Fix you (Harry Styles)

CHAPTER 58

CHAPTER 58

MERCY’S POV

My vision was blurry, my head felt so light as I inhaled the intoxicating smell of the smoke inside that house, previous and recent events making my blood boil more than ever, I felt as if my body were too weak to do anything, I couldn’t walk outside to breathe some fresh air, I was stumbling like a drunken person until my feet had finally given up on me, they couldn’t carry my weight anymore, so I fainted to the ground, losing all conscious left inside me.

“Mercy…Mercy…” I heard a few voices that sounded like they were coming from afar, they sounded more like whispers. I fluttered my eyes open to see the three of them, surrounding me and looking down at me with worried expressions easily read on their handsome faces.

Matt, Joe and Zach looked at me with their lovely eyes, all of their eyebrows knitted in worry.

“Are you ok?” Matthew said as I sat up, I ignored him and instead, I kept looking at the place I was in.

I was sitting on a king sized bed, a couple of cameras were placed on a desk along with a few books, and a few guitars on the ground as heaps of clothes were thrown on the concrete. Everything proved that I was in Sam Pepper’s bedroom.

“What happened?” I asked, unable of remembering what the heck happened that made me collapse.

“You beat up Amber.” Zach answered me as a laugh fell from his pink and plump lips that I had felt on mine numerous times a few months ago. Even staring at his kissable lips reminded me of his moisturized lips and his amazing lips as they gently and slowly kissed mine.

Flashbacks of what I had done had begun to cross my mind, pictures of me pulling Amber by her hair and connecting my hands with her newly-bruised face flashed inside my head, if I weren’t so shocked I would have laughed my ass off at the awful thing I have done to that poor girl. After all, she did deserve it, I was obliged to stop her from crossing the lines, and the only way to do so was to have a physical fight with her.

“Oh my god!” I covered my face with my hands, in embarrassment, as a light laugh escaped my mouth.

“That was the best fight I have ever watched, she didn’t even have the opportunity to hit back. Feisty much?” Joe said, making all of us burst out in laughter, until I began to remember what I had said to her.

All those painful words that I have heard before, all those hurtful words that have jeopardized my life for a couple of years, a few words that have completely sabotaged my self-esteem, words that have stole all of the love that I had saved for myself and replaced it with complete and utter hatred.

I felt so disgusted of myself, so low. I should have thought twice before spilling those outrageous words to Amber. Yes, I did dislike her more than anything. Yes, we were both rivals. Yes, she tried everything to separate Harry and me, and she said heaps of painful words that targeted my self-esteem. However, I have never intended to be as low as her and hurt her. I was aware that I was probably the reason why crying herself to sleep after I had said those words.