Hii! I'm sorry. I just had a bad time. And yeah. Well, please enjoy :)
--Amanda's POV--
"Please don't do this to me" I shove away his grip from my hand. "No. Please, don't" He forcefully grabbed my arm and tossed me outside of his house, and let my had falls to the groud.
"Good bye Amanda"
"NO!"
"No!" I woke up, and stood straight looking at my surroundings.
I'm okay. I'm okay
I turn my head and saw Harry. Sitting on the chair beside the sofa. And Calvin is still. Yeah..
Harry lets out a little snores and those are just adorable. I bet he doesn't really felt comfortable sleeping in a chair. Haha
I stood up and it hit me.
I do still have my nightmares, but this time i did not scream nor yell!!
Wow
I'm really proud of myself. Haha
I stretch my arms and let out a yawn. I slowly scratch the back of my head and make my way to Calvin's bed. I stood there, looking at how fragile he is.
God.. i'm so sorry Cav. I'm so sorry.
I take his hand, and sqeezed it softly. "Please.. Wake up Cav" I take a breath for a second, and let go of his hand. I ran the both of my hands to my hair, and make it a little messy. I take mu phone from my pocket, and opens it. There's 3 unred massages, 5 missed calls, and 4 Voice mails. From Zayn.
I take a deep breath, and started thinking.
Maybe i should listen one of his voice mails, maybe. I really need to hear him. I missed him. I need to talk to him. But i don't know when is the right time.
I don't know.
I take a peek on Harry, and he's still peacefully asleep. I walk out from the room, and take a sit on the waiting room. Just acrossed from Calvin's room.
I open my phone, and started to look on his voice mails.
"You can't"
My inner mind says.
I need to do this. I need to.
I put on my earphones, and look at his voicemails.
My hand are shaking right now.
"Okay" i said, between my breath
I nervously tapped my thumb to the glass of my phone, and it started.
"Amanda, it's me Zayn. Please answer or call me. Please, we need to talk. Please babe, please" And it ends.
My eyes are starting to wattering, his voice. His voice sounds so depressed, and hurted. And most of all. Sad.
He means it. I could hear it. I know that it's not a big.. hig deal,he just pushed me. And it's not on purposed. I know that. But, i'm just.. i need him to think for myself. He did it to me once. And it's not on purposed also.
Maybe i should talk to him. Maybe we could talk it out. Maybe we could.
"What if it's just a replay?"
My inner mind says.
Without thinking, i dial his number, and put my phone on my ear.
The phone tangs twice, and soon i heat his voice.
