I'm officially crazy. Lying to Luke was one thing, but what I'm about to do is way worse. I've been thinking it through for a couple days. I know it's super wrong and if Luke ever finds out he'd be heartbroken. But I just can't stop thinking about him.
I made a rash decision and skipped class after lunch. I even told Luke that I wasn't feeling good and needed to go home.
"Ready for next period?" Luke is busy and doesn't notice how nervous I've been acting all day. He and the band have been practicing and writing everyday to notice anything.
"Actually I'm not feeling all that good." I look down before Luke can catch my eyes.
"Hey," his fingers brush against my face making me look at him. "What's wrong?" The crinkles in his forehead show up. He's concerned.
"Must be the stomach flu. I'll be fine." I say.
"Do you want a ride?" He stares at me worriedly as he continues to stroke my face.
"Like I said, I'll be fine. Don't worry alright?"
Luke let's a sigh out and reluctantly let's me go.
"I'll see you tomorrow then."
I know I've made him upset. He doesn't even kiss me when I leave.
I make it to his hotel and knock on the door 2 times. My mind is currently trying to process what I'm doing but it goes blank when the solution is almost clear.
I can hear footsteps behind the door. They become louder as my heart races faster. My body becomes frozen and I stand still as the wind from the door opening blows my hair off my shoulders
"Emily?" His voice is deep and raspy like he'd just woken up. He's wearing grey sweats and no shirt making my eyes widen.
"What're you doing here?" He raises a brow before stepping outside of the hotel room. His hand brushes against mine making shivers run up my spine.
"I-I needed to speak to you. Is this not a good time? I could come back later—"
"It's fine." Brad reaches forward and grabs my hand. I don't say anything and let him lead me to his room.
"So what's up?"
I suddenly can't find the words to say to him. My mouth opens but nothing comes out. I'm stuck.
"Emily, I know what you're trying to say. You came here to tell me to never talk to you again because of the kiss right?"
"Yes, and no."
"What do you mean?" Brad asks.
"The kiss brought back so many things that I've been trying so hard to push down, away, buried. I never thought I'd be standing in front of you after everything. Brad you really hurt me and nothing, not even your kiss would make us," I say while pointing between us, "right. We're broken and I've moved on. I hope you can do the same."
I take a deep breath after all I said and wait for Brad's response. His shoulders are slumped and his head is bowed.
"I didn't expect you to forgive me. All I ask is that you don't give up on me and our friendship. I know we can be friends again, someday."
"I'd like that." I gave Brad a hug before saying goodbye.
By the time I arrive at home it's around 12am. I didn't realize it would take me that long to get home. Hopefully no ones awake.
The door closes behind me with a creak. I hesitate with my first step. Anyone could've heard the door.
I somehow make it to the living room to see the boys sprawled out, in what it seems like in a deep sleep with books and papers everywhere. My heart starts racing faster when I notice Calum shift in his sleep, roll over and cuddle against Mikey. I couldn't help but grin before getting my phone out and taking a photo.
I don't realize as I take pictures of the boys that someone is awake. He's been awake the whole time.
I make it to my room and quickly change into some pj shorts and a tshirt. Sleep takes over my body so I crawl into my bed. I try not to think of what I did today. Keeping positive thoughts I let my mind consume me before totally blacking out.
*early on in the day*
"Ready for next period?" I ask. I'm walking along side Emily to our lockers. Once we get there I start pulling out books for next block.
"Actually I'm not feeling all that good." Emily says while looking down. She looks everywhere but at me. I know I've been busy lately with all the band practices but I'm not stupid. I can tell when something's wrong with my own girlfriend. She been distant since the party and I have no clue why.
"Hey," I say while cupping her face with my hand. She finally looks at me with her incredibly intense eyes.
"What's wrong?" I raise a brow and wait for a response.
"Must be the stomach flu. I'll be fine." She says. I know there's something she's not telling me. Something important but she's pushing me away.
"Do you want a ride?" I can't help but worry. Maybe if I give her a ride home I could get her to tell me something. At least we'd get to talk.
"Like I said, I'll be fine. Don't worry alright?" I can't help but feel my heart sink at her words.
"I'll see you tomorrow then." I tell her.
Should I follow her? I don't think she'd notice if I did.
Without thinking, I headed out of the school. Emily was already across the street walking the two blocks to her house. I got in my car and followed her to her place.
Ten minutes later Emily got into her car and I was following her car through down Tudeh Sidney. She parked in front of a hotel and headed to the door. She didn't even notice me.
I walked in a couple minutes later to see Emily going into the elevator. The doors closed and the light said she was heading for floor 6. I decided to take the stairs so I could see where she was going.
As I walked, I can hear my thoughts in the back of my head telling me that what I was doing was totally wrong. That I should turn around because trust should be important in this relationship. I know that I want Emily's full trust in me. So why can't I do her the same?
By the time I make it to the sixth floor, Emily is standing in front of a hotel door. She hesitatingly raises her hand and knocks two times before taking a step back.
Do I really want to see what going to happen next?
It didn't matter what happened next. When I saw that asshole Brad all my trust for Emily went down the drain.