1 WEEK LATER
Finally, after a week of rehab, I’m back. Back at mor mor’s house, unfortunately I can’t go back to MY home until I’m stable. Which I guess I’m okay with for now. Its good being surrounded by these boys. They really make me happy.
I walked out onto the terrace to listen to the birds sing and soak up the sun. I looked up into the sky, closed my eyes and inhaled. I loved the fresh California air.
A pair of arms wrapped around my waist and setting his chin on my shoulder, hugging me tightly from behind. I giggled. “Liam, please, I just got home-” I turned around to face the curly haired Harry. I stepped backwards and he dropped his arms from my lower back.
I backed up and walked away.
Her face went completely blank. She just went from smiling to pure… nothing. What have I done? What has happened to her? I just want to make her better. I just want my love back.
All the boys, mor mor, and van and Kenz were outside. It was mor mors idea to have a cook out, she thought it would re-bond us. Liam was grilling and Kenz was running in and out of the house making salads and desserts.
When she finally sat down at the table, I walked out and sat by her. I remembered how hilarious her reaction was when I would brush my fingers over her thigh, so I thought it would be quite entertaining to do.
I flicked a bit of her skirt out of the way and lightly trailed my fingertips up her thigh. She slammed her chair back and stood up. She glared at me and walked inside. I literally cannot do anything right.