Separated at birth

Harry looked at me with intensity in his eyes, “I don’t know why you’re here, or who you are. I don’t know if you’re telling me the truth, or if it’s a pack of lies. But I do know for the first time in my life, I feel complete. I feel like I’ve finally found you Marty, this is crazy and I know it is. But it’s true. You could be my twin like you say, or you could be another person, but whatever it is I don’t feel empty anymore.”

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27. Chapter 26

Marty’s POV

Pete was gone meaning I could have the sofa back. I’m not sure if I was happy or sad about that. I suppose I kind of liked sleeping in Liam’s room.

“I bet you’re glad to have your bed back” I joked.

“Not if it means you sleep on the sofa” he frowned.

“What’s wrong with the sofa?”

“It’s not as comfy as my bed. You can sleep on my bed if you want?”

“That’s not fair it’s your bed, and then you would be uncomfortable.”

“I like sleeping on the floor” he smiled.

I didn’t argue back with him, because we both wanted the same thing. I sat down on his bed and got under the covers.

“You can sleep next to me if you want?” I asked awkwardly.

This took him by surprise “I mean if that’s okay with you, then sure.”

He lay down on the other side of the bed and pulled the cover over him. He looked at me and began to laugh.

“If Harry caught us like this, he’d get the wrong end of the stick.”

“You care a lot about Harry’s opinion don’t you?” I asked.

He nodded “yeah I do.”

I snuggled down next to him “does he ever barge into your room?”

He shook his head.

“Then there’s no problem is there?” I smiled.

He returned the smile “I guess not.”

I turned on my side so I could face him. He copied so we were facing each other.

“So much has changed since we first met.”

“I know, but I like it now Marty.”

“Me too.”

“But it just makes it so much more difficult” he sighed.

“Difficult?” I asked.

“Yes, because if Harry knew how much I liked you I probably wouldn’t be around for much longer.”

I felt my temperature rise as my cheeks flushed. Liam likes me. Liam likes me. Liam likes me. Maybe if I said those words enough times it would sink in.

“How much?” I challenged him.

“Too much,” he frowned.

But my face lit up, I don’t know the fact Liam liked me made everything seem so much better, even if that didn’t mean the same for Liam.

“Can I ask you something?” he stared at me.

“Sure.”

“How do you feel about all of this?”

“Liam you have to know I’m not the type of girl to go around telling people her feelings. It’s hard for me, I mean. I don’t know quite how I feel, but I do know the moment you told me you liked me, is the happiest I have felt for a very long time.”

“Crap” he grunted.

“Oh?”

“You’ve just made this so much more difficult.”

“Sorry.”

His hands wrapped round the back of my neck. I stared deep into his eyes as my breathing fastened.

“You can’t do anything remember?” I reminded him.

He nodded but his face moved closer towards mine.

“I mean what would Harry say” I whispered.

“Yeah” he mutters as his face remained an inch away from mine.

“It would just be wrong” I closed my eyes.

“Very,” his lips touched mine, and my heart combusted.

At first it was sweet, gentle but it gradually became stronger, more forced. His hands wrapped around my waist as he crushed his body against mine. My hands skimmed over his hair as I focused on his lips. The kiss took over me. My body reacted in different ways. Every part of me craved him wanting more and more.

A knock on the door caused us to pull away from each other. I tried to catch my breath, Liam did the same.

“Liam is Marty in there?” Harry called out.

Neither of us could focus on what he was saying, my mind felt dazed. Harry opened the door and instantly scowled at us.

“You promised” he roared pulling Liam off the bed.

Liam looked at me and then back to him “we haven’t done anything. My bed is big enough for both of us. What’s the point in one of us being uncomfortable?”

Harry let him go and looked at me, “I want to talk to you.”

“Okay” I whispered and got off the bed.

Harry led me outside to the garden. It was quite spooky with no lights on. He turned on the lamp by the shed and looked back at me.

“You and Liam?” he asked.

“Nothing happened” well…

“Good” he said bluntly.

“But I don’t see why you care Harry, you don’t care about me. So why can’t me and Liam go out?”

“I don’t care about you, is that what you think?”

I nodded.

He closed his eyes “that’s not true Marty.”

“Well I wouldn’t know, you’ve barley spoken to me since you kicked me out” I shrugged.

“I can be stubborn that’s something you need to know about me” he started to get worked up.

“Yeah I have noticed” I said coldly.

He growled “you make me so angry.”

“Likewise” I half shouted.

“That’s not why I brought you out here” he half shouted.

“What did you want?” I asked.

Harry looked at me with intensity in his eyes, “I don’t know why you’re here, or who you are. I don’t know if you’re telling me the truth, or if it’s a pack of lies. But I do know for the first time in my life, I feel complete. I feel like I’ve finally found you Marty, this is crazy and I know it is. But it’s true. You could be my twin like you say, or you could be another person, but whatever it is I don’t feel empty anymore.”

The warmth from my tears spread across my cheeks. It was then I noticed Harry crying to. I didn’t care what he would say I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. He fought me back but eventually gave in letting himself hold me in his arms.

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