Songs for this chapter:
In My Veins - Andrew Belle
Poison and Wine - The Civil Wars
I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys
I looked down at my vibrating phone and saw Adam’s name appear on the screen.
My heart rate increased as last night’s events flickered through my mind, the thought and feeling of Harry still embedded between my veins. But I hadn’t give a single thought about Adam between the hours he left my house, and this phone call. My mind was on Harry and Harry only and pacing back in forth in my bedroom and texting Sophie all day didn’t help how I could still feel his callused fingertips running across my hip bones, even if I hadn’t spoke to him all day.
But his green eyes in my mind disintegrated as I slid my forefinger across my screen to answer Adam’s call.
“Hi.” I answered with, the short word seeming to abrupt and nervous.
“Hey, the movies are in forty minutes, did you want me to drive to get you, or could you just meet me there?”
I opened my mouth to reply, but I couldn’t manage to push any words past my lips as I remembered Harry s wishes and my reply.
“Break up with Adam.”
“Okay.”
“Blair?” Adam asked and I ran my fingers through my hair, pulling as if it would bring my thoughts together.
“Yeah - I’m here. I was just -” I sighed before completely answering him. “Yes. I’ll meet you there.”
“Break up with Adam.”
“Okay.”
“Don’t be too late.” He chuckled and I attempted to force a laugh. “I’m leaving now. I’ll see you in a bit.”
“See you.” I replied and hung up as I tried to figure out what I was doing and how I was going to do it.
Drive to the theatre. Watch the movie. Break up with Adam
Break up with Adam.
You have to break up with Adam.
I walked downstairs, wishing this was going to be okay, but knew it wouldn’t be. It was Harry. The only commitments when it came to people like him were the tattoos on his skin and every part of me knew I’d end up alone once he got bored of me. His attention span didn’t seem to last too long and I wasn’t going to keep him entertained like others would. Like others will. There was something darker than black about him and I had no idea what it was, but was somehow lured into it every moment I felt his soft, soft lips. He appeared too heavenly to be sinful.
I drove myself to the theatre, taking the long way around town while chewing my nails until the edges were rough to the touch. I parked and took my wallet in my hands, bouncing my knee for a few long seconds trying to waste more time. Knowing this wouldn’t make my decision any easier than it was, I stepped out of my car and locked it behind me.
I could picture the look on his face already as I told him and it made me sick to my stomach knowing I was doing this for Harry of all people. The feeling he gave me was blinding me from something bigger and something that would make me regret what I was about to do. Yet I still walked through the doors of the building with my mind set on telling Adam everything. I was ready to leave him to be with Harry for something that would last nothing more than a few weeks and even then, I was wondering if it would be worth it.
