Fate's Identity

Chapter 45

I stood at the bottom of the staircase, trying to find the courage to tell Simon. Simon rested in the living room as he waits for Sofia to finish packing. They were leaving in a couple of minutes, and I've been standing here, wasting time. I don't think I can do this. There were so much to risk.

I shake my head, giving in. I turn around and ran back upstairs. As I climb up the stairs, I accidentally bump into Camila. I apologize to her and proceeded to my room. I close the door behind me and pass my suitcase on the table. I laid down on my bed, staring at the white ceiling.

Why does it have to be this hard?

Seriously. I just want Simon to accept Liam and my relationship. That's it. This was like how I imagined it. My heart was pounding uncontrollably. I cover my face and shake my head, letting out a heavy sigh.

The door knocks, and I shot up and sit up straight. "It's open," I said.

Camila peeks her head in and enters the room. She shuts the door behind her and takes a spot next to me on the bed. "Is there something wrong?" she asks.

I shake my head. "No, why would there be something wrong?" I smile. "Nothing is wrong. Everything is fine. Perfect."

"That's not what your face is telling me," she says. She sets her hand on top of mine and continues, "I know you probably feel like you shouldn't trust me anymore, but I really am concerned about you. Tell me." I remain silent. "Is it about you and Liam?"

I shake my head. "No," I answer. I look at her and see a beautiful spirit roaming inside her. She was happy with life, and nothing could tear that down. Zayn has been good to her, and I can tell by her undivided attention on me. "How are you and Zayn?" I ask.

Her eyes light up as her cheeks turn red. "Um, we're doing great," she replies, embarrassed. She was trying to hide her blush and excitement.

"Camila, there's nothing to be ashamed of," I said, patting her hands.

Camila shrugs awkwardly and falls back on the bed. I follow her movement, and we both stare at the ceiling.

"I'm not ashamed," she replies. "Zayn and I have been getting a little serious. A couple days ago, he was talking about marriage, children, practically our future together. He said he wanted to live somewhere a little isolated from the outside world. Somewhere beautiful and memorable." She sighs.

"What's the matter? It sounds perfect. Zayn knows he wants you. I know for sure you want him. At least you two have discussed it and have somewhere," I said.

"What about Liam?" she questions. I shift my head and look at her. Our eyes meet one another.

"Liam and me are a different story," I said. "We have too many obstacles, and I feel like we aren't going to win them all. Something is going to intervene."

"And you feel like Simon is that something," she answers for me. "I get it. I'm scared once Zayn and I tell him, Simon won't accept him. But even if he doesn't, I'm not going to stop seeing him. Ally, in your case, you like peace. So that's why you're giving yourself a hard time because you think you know Simon won't accept Liam. But I say you have to be brave enough and follow what you're feelings."

"And that's just it," I said, feeling the lump in my throat. "I don't know what I'm feeling. I'm too scared at the moment to even acknowledge it. Let alone think about it."

"Ally, you can't live in fear forever," Camila advises. "Don't let fear take over. You control what you should feel. You should take a moment to figure out what you really want before you do anything else. Is Liam really worth it?"