Love Don't Change (Book 2)

Chapter 4

Lauren's P.O.V

I can't believe it. This seems like just a bad joke or a well-planned nightmare in this shitty world I'm living in. After every fucking thing we've been through she's willing to start all over again? After everything?

What about all those nights we cried over each other, those nights where the only thing I could think about was die if I could never have her. What about those days where everything seemed dark. What about all those days and nights where her heart was craving mine as much as my heart was craving hers. It wasn't worth it at the end? It wasn't worth all the pain, all that deep ache in our hearts, all the tears?

And what about love?

What about all those thousand of sweet kisses we gave each other; all those long nights talking and laughing and unforgettable moments. All those shared secrets, the sweet words we used to whispered to each other; what about those long nights making love? lingering gazes. Those gentle and soft touches. What about averything?

Does she wants to have that now with someone else, someone who isn't me?

She's willing to share that now with Keith? I mean, fucking Keith?

Why the hell him? Keith it's just... he's short, useless, ugly, gross, stupid, always smelling like men hormones; and that's just to mention a few of his characteristics. I know I thought at one point that he was better than me for Normani for a lot of reasons, but not anymore. I know now, that no one else is better for her than me. No one will love her like I do or care about her like I do, Keith. He was always chasing after Normani, trying to get into her pants, and now too apparently, that's all he wants nowadays. But I'm not going to let him. He's not going to get close to Normani, in any fucking way. If I keep seeing him trying to do something I'll have a very serious conversation with that douchebag. She's already taken, she's mine.

I know all the fights lately, all Normani nasty comments towards me are because of what she thinks I did. I just have to prove to her that I didn't do anything. Or at least that's what I think. Lucy it's now in Paris, attending a business trip or some bullshit. Everytime I call her she still doesn't want to say anything to me about that night, she keeps just saying that we slept together. But I really don't think so. All I need to do now is find a way to figure out all of this, and fast. I want my woman back. I want her back before she forget me completely.

What calms me though, is that she said she could like him. That means she doesn't like him just yet.

Normani can say whatever she wants, she can say to me the most painful things, but her eyes however, says otherwise. I know her eyes better than I know myself. After all these years I think I know how to read Normani, kind of. If it were to judge that deep gaze she gives me sometimes, I'd say that she still feels something about me.

My phone starts ringing again and I looked at it, hoping to see her name on the screen but again, is Tod.

I sigh before taking the call. What the hell does he want?

"What Todrick?" I cranky answer while murmuring to the driver to drive as fast as possible to any damn bar. It's Friday, I'm sad, and a little alcohol in my veins sounds awesome.

"Hello to you too Miss." He says imitating my tone, I'm almost seeing him rolling his eyes.

"I really don't want to talk right now Todrick." I say a little more calmer "You're impeding me to get to my destination faster."