Voodoo Doll «ᴊᴀᴅᴇsʏ»

Epilogue

I really hated to see her sad.

I felt so empty without her. Her smile, her laugh, her eyes, and her hair. She was calling out to me without doing it intentionally; she was that mesmerizing. She stuck to herself most of the time, and I really wanted to cuddle her and tell her that everything was going to be okay.

I always went up to her with that one thing in mind, but I was never able to voice it out. I was never able to just throw it onto her like that. She was trying to fix herself up after what happened, but she radiated sorrow. That only made me want to voice out my thoughts even more, but I couldn’t do it.

Perhaps I was scared that she wouldn’t like it.

I’ve been scared for a while, to be honest.

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Leigh-Anne suggested that we go to a club tonight, but none of us were in the mood. We all wanted to stay home and watch TV, much to Leigh-Anne’s disappointment. She called us party-poopers, we would ignore her, and then we would fight over the TV. It was all a part of the Little Mix schedule.

It wasn’t until Perrie said that she wanted to go bed and Leigh-Anne said that she would go clubbing without us. They left the two of us alone. A part of me was happy, but another part of me was really nervous. I was almost convinced that she hates me.

“Hi,” I said to her.

She looked up at me, and I felt my heartbeat quicken. She hasn’t looked at me in ages. “Hi,” she said softly.

“I’m sorry,” I told her.

“About what?” she asked me.

“Everything. I’m sorry that I pushed you away, I’m sorry that I got mad at you, I’m sorry that I ignored you. I was stupid, and I’m sorry.”

“You’re forgiven,” she told me.

“One more thing,” I said before she could turn away.

“What?” she asked, her eyes swirling with curiosity.

“I love you,” I blurted out. I immediately put my hands over my mouth. Dammit! You were supposed to make a romantic speech! That was so blunt! You’re an idiot!

“What?” Jesy sputtered out. “I-I thought I broke the spell!”

“You did.”

“I—what?” Jesy looked at me with her big green eyes, and I only managed to give her a small smile.

“You may be over me, but I’m in love with you. I have been for a while, actually. I was just so clouded with other feelings and emotions that I just didn’t see that I’ve been in love with you for so long. The more I thought about everything we’ve been through, the more I thought of you. And, well, the more I thought of you, the more I realized I was in love with you.”

“Oh,” she said.

“Yeah,” I replied.

Jesy and I sat there in an awkward silence. We were both staring at our feet, both trying not to make eye contact with each other. I just wanted something, anything to break the tension, because any of us leaving would make it much more awkward.

“I’m still not over you,” she said no louder than a whisper.

“Oh,” I said.

“Yeah,” she replied.

We sat there in silence again, looking at our sock-clad feet, avoiding eye contact for what seemed like an eternity. The relationship between Jesy and I had grown truly awkward, since she’s been avoiding me all this time and I was so mesmerized by her that I couldn’t control myself.

“Well?” she said, as if I were to do the most obvious thing in the world. I cocked an eyebrow at her, giving her a confused look, and she only raised her eyebrows at me.

“What?” I asked.

“Kiss me, you doof!”

I didn’t hesitate to do so. Jesy was all I ever needed and all I ever wanted. She was everything I could possibly have; I was so lucky to have a person like her. She could love me to death whenever she wanted to—a paradox, because her love is what kept me alive all this time. I kissed her like I would never taste her lips again, and we escaped into a world that had no one but us two.

And this time, Perrie caught it on camera.

FIN.