At Cambridge

A lot of things happened while I was at Cambridge. There were way too many thoughts and feelings and events and to simply note down, so I guess I'll tell the whole story. That's the only way it's going to make sense.


43. Forty three

It's torture just sitting there all night. We barely speak, we just sit there, nervous for morning. It gets to four in the morning and I can't take it anymore. I shrug Ed's arm off me and stand up. 

"Where are you going?" he asks. 

"I'm going to go and speak to him." I announce, getting my coat on. 

"Dais, there's no point." 

I ignore him and walk out of the door, storming all the way over to George's dorm. I know he'll be asleep but if he's about to ruin my life then it doesn't matter too much if he gets woken up a bit earlier than usual, I'm sure. I knock on the door and he answers a minute later. 

"Daisy?" he asks, groaning and rubbing his eyes. "Jesus christ, do you know what time it is?" 

"Why are you doing this?" I demand, suddenly furious. 

He pauses, looking more awake. "Look, I'm not doing it to upset you. I know we've been fighting and not getting on so it might seem like I'm just trying to upset you but honestly, I just care about you. I don't believe for a second that Mr Feyson actually cares about you or loves you or whatever."

"George, you have no idea about it!" I exclaim. I don't feel angry anymore. I honestly believe that he's telling the truth that he's just looking out for me. I just wish he wouldn't. 

"I'm doing this for you, Daisy." is all he says before he shuts the door.

I slide down the wall into a sitting position. I can't lie, I was hoping that he would listen and that everything would be okay. That's what would have happened in a film or something. But right now, there's honestly nothing left to do but wait for everything to go wrong. I go back to Ed's and we sit there still, in silence. The calm before the storm.

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