Forget Me? (ON HOLD)

Chapter 5- Bathroom sink tears...

Authors Note- edited 3/25/15

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"I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That's why I need you to hear

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
And the reason is you."

-The Reason by Hoobastank

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She heard soft footsteps behind her, thinking it was a crew member or someone, she paid no attention to it. She then saw the woman's bathroom sign and she practically sighed in relief. She walked to the door, opened it and walked over to the sinks. There she stared at her reflection for a moment and the tears flowed down her cheeks. He would never love her, he was just her best friend. Now just a friend since they have not spent any time together that much anymore...

"Char?"

"Oh, great," she said, "Now I can hear your voice. Not like I am haunted by you anyway."

"What?" she heard his voice again.

Her eyes widened and she slowly looked up and toward the door. He stood there with a shocked face and was completely frozen, "Oh my god! Get out! This is a Woman's Loo, Felton!"

His face turned from shock to fury, "Back to last names are we, Watson?"

"Leave me alone!" she practically yelled at his face.

"I would if only you would tell me why!" he yelled at her.

She growled, "Just, be a human for once in your life, and leave me alone!"

"I'm not human?" he said and pointed at himself, "I'm not human? Well," he gave a slight chuckle, "Look in the mirror dear!"

"Shut up!" she yelled at him, tears streamed down her face as she colapsed to the ground, "Shut up," she said in barely a whisper.

They were silent and she was almost positive that he had left but was proved wrong when she heard a male sigh. She watched him out of the corner of her eyes as he sat down next to her. He grabbed her hand, lacing their fingers together, and laid them down on the bleached tile floors, "I'm sorry, Em."

"So am I," she mummered and they both stared at the bathroom stall before them and were quite.

Then, without her realizeing, her head dropped to his shoulder and his laid comfortably on top of hers. They both sighed. He nuzzled into her head, his nose overwhelmed by her scent, "I am so sorry, Em."

Her heart was practically beating out of her cheat, "Whatever for?"

"For everything," he said and she was slightly confused as to why he was sorry for everything. She kept her mouth closed and they were silent again, "Emma?"

"Yes?" She asked.

"Can we hang out again like we use to?" She liked how kind of sounded like a long lost puppy.

She chuckled at that thought which sent an entirely different message to Tom. He stood up quickly muttering something about being stupid.

"Tom?" She stood up and placed a very shaky hand on his shoulder. She could feel the hard muscle that lay beneath it and it sent blood to her cheeks and desire to her core, "Tom?" She asked again hoping to get rid of the pleasure that was running through her body. She slowly rubbed small circles into his back to get his attention.