Chapter 157

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GEO'S POV ~ 1 month later

I remained standing outside Lucy's room for a while, staring at my hand which continuously went to grasp the handle, hesitate, and then fall back down. I felt like a wimp, my heart was racing, head spinning and I was hiding behind a door, almost convinced that I would run away in seconds, too scared to talk to her. After realising that Lucy has made me a fool all these years, my confidence had completely shattered. I felt worthless and ashamed, and haven't even been able to make eye contact with her in school because of my insecurity. 

Without thinking, I slammed open the door and walked in, to see Lucy fast asleep on her bed. I couldn't help but find my eyes fixed on her as I gazed upon her resting face in awe. She's so beautiful. Her natural bright blonde hair was put up in an effortless ballerina bun, and her plump lips were parted as she gently snored, showing off her white teeth. Her skin was worryingly pale and she looked fragile and skinny. 

I cleared my throat and waited for her to wake up. To my luck she did. Her eyes slowly opened as she went to yawn. But after getting a glimpse of me, her eyes went wide and she quickly sat up, her cheeks burning a scarlet red.

"What the fuck are you doing?" She spat as she checked her surroundings, evidently concerned if Dylan was around. Her face was full of fear which worried me, she clearly was frightened about Dylan finding us together. But I didn't care. If Dylan wanted to fight me, I'd be ready. I have nothing to lose anyway. Nothing in this world matters to me anymore. If I were to go now I'd be fine with it. 

"We never talked about our break up," I answered calmly, trying my best to hide the fear which was building up inside of me. 

"I have nothing to say about our break up." She replied sternly, although her facial expression showed more sadness than anger. It seemed as though she was acting agitated, as though inside she felt bad about breaking up with me in such a harsh way. "Dylan and I are in love."

My heart broke after hearing those two words. "In love". I wanted to tell myself that she's lying, but at the same time, I knew that she had no reason to lie. 

I didn't know how to reply. I opened my mouth, but the words that came out of it were inaudible, and I couldn't stop stammering. 

"You're so skinny." Was all that could come out that made sense. "You're not eating enough." My hand touched her cheek and to my surprise, after flinching, she allowed my hand to stay. "And you're so pale."

"I'm fine." She whispered as tears escaped from her tired eyes. Finally, her eyes met mine, and they stayed. We remained staring at each other, the silence like a beating heart getting ripped out of someone's chest. One second beating, the next silence and still. Yet the chemistry between us both was still there, and the emotions which ran through me were enough to make up for the quietness. She's not fine. And she knows that. 

Moments later she turned her head away as her eyes left mine, causing my hand to stop resting on her soft cheek, but instead rest on her bed. They say that the feeling of falling in love is not permanent, that one day it will fade away. But as I stare at the girl I love, I couldn't ever imagine myself loving anyone else. Never. It seems as though no matter how many hard times we go through, no matter how many reasons she gives me to get over her, I still find myself constantly thinking about her with a love so strong I couldn't even bring myself to explain it. 

No matter how hard I try, no matter how many reasons I get given to do otherwise, I will always find a way to get this girl back. She's all I have.

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