Forgetting Archer ✔

Chapter 16

Archer's POV.

The alcohol that once burned my throat now felt like nothing as I downed it like water on a hot day. I groaned miserably running my hands through my hair in frustration when her face flashed back into my mind. She was so fucking gorgeous.

Her body turned me on even more than it did five years ago. She became even more irresistible and her eyes more alluring. I almost lost control at the sight of her. She was drop-dead gorgeous with her long beautiful hair that I just want to run my fingers through.

The spot in my heart has finally awakened from 5 years ago. The uncontrollable need to feel every inch of her body, to taste her. I was going insane. Fuck!!!

I let out a shaky breath when I remember how she collapsed a few seconds after seeing me. I haven't felt so scared in my entire life other than the day she fell from the waterfall, I remember it as if it had happened a few seconds ago.

I don't know when I passed out in my kitchen but when I was woken up by my phone ringing, it felt as if I was run over by a truck. I gripped my head sitting up and leaning against the island while picking up my phone.

"Hello."

"Archer. I've been calling you for 3 minutes straight, what the hell happened to you man?" Grayson's voice blared through the phone and I pulled the phone away from my ear, shocked to see that it was minutes to 12. I sighed, getting up from the floor realizing the mess I made in the kitchen. Broken dishes were everywhere and other glass objects shattered. The stools were out of place along with the knives and there were holes in the wall.

"Meet me at Fanny's," he instructed making me groan.

"Okay, I'll be there in an hour."

I went to my room to find it trashed also so I called a cleaning company when I was ready to leave the house and they said it would take the rest of the day to finish cleaning but I didn't mind.

I parked my Rolls Royce in the parking lot of the restaurant and texted Grayson that I was there. He told me where he would be inside and I made my way there. Red hair immediately caught my vision and I froze when she turned to face me. 

It was a little girl. She was the dead stamp of...her. The red hair and blue eyes. I suddenly felt afraid to go over there. What if she completely forgot about me, got married, and had a daughter? But that's impossible because she looks around 6 and we were a couple five years ago.

My heart dropped. Unless she was mine.

I walked up to them keeping my eyes on the little girl. I sat with them in the empty chair right before Niall who was being fed by the little girl. She suddenly turned to me curiously.

"I've seen you before." she pointed out. "You were in a picture with my sister."

"Your sister?" I questioned.

"Yeah, Debbie," she replied.

"Debbie has a sister?" 

"No, like I didn't just say that," she sarcastically remarked and a smiled sneaked up on my face when I realized they were very much alike.

"Diana this is Archer, Debbie's....o-old friend. Archer, you've already met Diana, Debbie's -too sassy for her size- little sister," Grayson said rolling his eyes.

"You're cute. Do you have a little brother?" I laughed.

"No, just me," I informed her and she scowls.

"Well that's a buvv kill," she responded dryly and I laughed again at how she failed to pronounce the word buzz. She went back to playing with the baby while I turned to Grayson.