Hurdles

Our relationship. It wasn't sonnet inspiring, the story of it won't make thousands want to listen. But it was complicated and it was special to us. It was certainly more than I bargained for from just seeing a boy with a football helmet across the room.

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77. Seventy seven

I'm quiet the next night when we're out at dinner, partly because I'm trying to get across to my parents that I'm not happy with them and partly because I didn't sleep at all last night so I'm exhausted. 

"Alice." my dad says when we're halfway through the main course. "Do you fancy contributing anything to the conversation at any point tonight?"

I just keep stirring my food around my plate. Harry sighs heavily but I ignore him too. I know I have a bad attitude tonight but they kind of deserve it. I don't like the way they're acting about Freddie, why should I act any better towards them? 

"Alright, you can go home." Dad says like it's a punishment so I just nod, getting up and walking out. I'm past caring if I'm in trouble or not. I'm fed up of everything at home with them disregarding my relationship and Harry staying. I'm sulking in my room a few hours later when there's a knock at my door. I'm expecting it to be my mum to have a word with me but it's Harry. I frown at him. 

"What do you want?" 

"I want to talk."

"Why?" 

"Because we never actually talked about anything that happened and now you've got this attitude and I want to know what's going on."

I sigh. "Why do we even need to talk about anything that happened? You and I broke up and we've both completely moved on."

"We need to talk about it because I feel like there's still stuff we're both angry about that we need to get off our chest." he says, exasperated. 

I'm so confused. I didn't know he even cared about the breakup at all and I definitely didn't think he was upset about it anymore. He was the one who moved onto Leigha straight away, he's the one in the wrong, what could he have to get off his chest?

"Like what?" I ask. 

"Like the fact that everything was perfect for us before you ruined it." he says, all triumphant. My heartbeat quickens out of anger.

"Are you kidding?" I demand. "You think all this was my fault?"

"Yes!" he says like it's obvious. "You're the one who never called me and who said about two words per conversation! You could have tried harder!"

"You could have tried harder too!" I argue. "You didn't even try to say no to the break up! Plus, you're the one who started dating Leigha again straight away so you were clearly fine with it."

"I wasn't fine with it." he says, frustrated. He sighs then, shaking his head. "Look, that's all I wanted to say. It doesn't matter if we get along or not, we're nothing to each other anymore, right? I just wanted you to know why I was angry."

"Okay." I mutter. "Whatever."

He gets up and leaves and I don't like that it feels like things aren't completely over anymore. Things used to feel so in the past but now he's made it feel like there's more to be said. What there is to be said, I don't know.

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