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Riley's P.O.V

Back in Seattle:

It's been a few days since I've left him. I been a wreck I haven't eaten very well. I've been in my room ever since. I cry myself to sleep I should had not done what I did and let him go. I can't get him out of my mind. Why I'm I so crazy in love with him? When I fall asleep I scream and cry my mother has to come in my room to hold me and tell me to wake up. I haven't talked to him ever since he calls, texts me, emails me, and mails me stuff. I do love him and I still do but I just can't be with him, he needs to follow his dream and career like I have to do mine. ~Ring, ring~ I looked at my phone and saw Gemma's name on it. I answered her with a Hello. "Hey Riley how have you been," she asks me. I start to sob and cry on the other line. "Gemma I've been terrible I can't sleep and eat all I do is think of him. I still love him but we need to do our own thing in college and Maybe if we still love each other after college we'll get back together," I tell her. "I understand you," she says. "So how is he," I ask knowing he is like me. "He's horrible. He's in his room asking what he did wrong? Punching the walls, looking at your ring, crying, screaming, and other stuff. He hasn't left his room ever since you left, " she says.

"I miss him so much," I tell her crying. "He misses you too," she says to me. "So are you still gonna be in wedding it's in 4 months," Gemma asks me. "Yeah I did say I was going to be your maid of honor," I tell her  trying to giggle. "That's great but if you don't wanna see Harry and don't wanna go I totally understand, " she says to me. "I'll be fine, I'll run into him someday," I say. "Okay well I have to go check on him," Gemma says. "Okay it was nice talking to you," I say to her. "Me too take care bye," she says. "Bye," I tell her and hang up. I start crying as I think of all the things me and Harry did in the past even our fights.

"I have to go see him. I just have too," I say and get up from my bed, I get my car keys and drive to Harry's. I start crying as I drive and get closer to his house. What have I done? What am I going to say? What will happen in our unclear future? I don't know but I need to see him.

Harry's P.O.V

I heard Gemma talking on the phone with Riley. What happened between us? Why did she ended us? I love her so much, why she leave me? I know she loves me back. I'm sure of it. I start to cry thinking of my Riley I miss and love so much. What did I do?  To make her leave.  "WHAT DID I DO WRONG? ISN'T THERE NO CHANCE OF MERCY? ISN'T THERE SOMETHING I CAN DO, " I kept asking myself. I have to see her, if she's okay? Is she okay? I need to see her one last time before we leave on our own way.

I get up out of my bed, go to the bathroom, and look at myself. I'm a complete mess along with my shitty and screwed up life. I wonder if she can ever love me again? I get into new clothes and get out of my room. I walk pass the kitchen and stop as soon as I hear her voice. "I came to see Harry," I heard Riley tell Gemma from the living room. "I'll go call him," Gemma says and walks into the hall where I'm at. "H-harry?" "I know she's here," I say and walk pass her and into the living room. "Hey?" "Hi Riley," I say and sit down next to her. "I miss you," she tells me. "I do too," I say and looked at her in the eyes. "I still love ya. You know that," she says and looks back at me. "Yeah I know and I still love ya as much as you still love me," I tell her.

"But I still think we need a break," she tells me and looks at her feet. "Why? What happened to this," I ask her and my voice cracks. "Because we need to focus on school and college," she says and looks at me. "Yeah I know but what about us though. What choose you to stop this? What else not just school," I tell her. She sighs and opened her mouth but shut it right away. "I guess it was the fact we were moving to fast," she says. "But that doesn't matter as long as our love is strong," I tell her holding her hand into mine. "Don't you love me, " my lips start to tremble as those words come out of me.

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