That Brunette And Me

Amelia just moved to Britain from a small town, after having a terrible relationship with a past boyfriend. She meets superstar Liam Payne, but can she get over heartbreak, the wrath of Directioners, and being in fame? Or will she break under the pressure?



32. Past, Present, and Future.

From: Liam To: Amelia

Amelia, I am so sorry. I don't know how I missed one o'clock. I swear, I don't know what happened.

I read the text unwillingly, still upset. I wasn't upset at Liam anymore. I was mad at myself for falling in love so fast again. I had known it would be hard, but I didn't know the events would be the same as my last relationship. I fall too hard, too fast. I couldn't stand myself. What was wrong with me? I was so stupid, so young at heart. I hadn't experienced true heartbreak until Jake, and I was making myself do it all over again with Liam. How stupid of me. I mentally slapped myself for doing it.

From: Liam To: Amelia

Can you talk to me? Please?

"No." I said stubbornly, resting my phone down on the couch beside me. I focused all of my attention on the television set in front of me, trying to forget. I couldn't, however, and Jake's face kept flashing back in my mind, then Liam. I knew I could never love Jake again, not after what he did to me. Liam, however, would not leave my mind. Could I forgive him?

From: Liam To: Amelia

Aren't you overreacting?? Seriously!

Never mind. I could not. I groaned, not knowing how to feel. Should I text back? Should I just all together stop talking? I mean, he was a celebrity. I was a nobody. I didn't deserve him anyways.

From: Liam To: Amelia

Ignore that last text. I'm sorry.

A stray tear cascaded down my cheek. My lip trembled. Was he sorry? Was he being honest? Every single time Jake said 'I'm sorry' it ended in disappointment. He always said it would never happen again, that he loved me, forever and always. He always did it anyways. Every time. I was defeated. He'd never feel pain, regret, remorse. I felt pain, both mentally and physically. I never realized how badly he treated me. He would hit my constantly, and throw bottles at me. I had to get six stitches on my arm once, due to his anger issues and temperamental ways. Was Liam different? I knew he was. He would never hurt me. He promised. I gripped my phone tightly as I typed a fast reply, and hit send as fast as I could so I wouldn't change my mind.

To: Liam From: Amelia

You know what, Liam? I know you're sorry. But guess what? I don't know what to think right now. Am I overreacting? No. I am just simply done. I've been hurt too much in the past to get hurt all over again.

He didn't reply. I sobbed freely, letting the tears fall onto my phone. I threw it again, this time softer and just onto the floor, where it skidded across the hard wood floor and came to a stop next to the television stand. I sat on the couch, my knees pulled to my chest. I was racked with wrenching sobs. My makeup was now nonexistent, and I knew I probably looked a mess. My phone buzzed once again. I stood up slowly and limped over.

From: Elle To: Amelia

You need to just forgive that boy already! I'm getting a shit storm of texts from the sorry excuse of a man. So get your ass together and tell him you love him!

I sighed, knowing that for once, Elle was right. I dialed his number, and paused at the send button. Was I positive? My heart was still being mended, and right now, it's poorly done stitches had ripped apart at any sign of Jake. Somehow, someway, Jacob kept squirming his way back into my thoughts, and my mind. It needed to stop. I needed to get over him. He was in the past, but what was my future?

That's when I realized. I needed to stop worrying about what was going to happen. I needed to worry about the moment. And at this moment, I might've made the hugest and worst decision of my entire life. Now I needed to fix it. If I could handle it.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...