Meant to Be

"Love isn't easy, and no one said it was. But now that she's gone, I have nothing to live for. No reason to wake up in the morning. No reason to go to work. I'm broken, and the only thing that can heal me...is her."

"Leaving him was the hardest thing I could've ever done. But I can't go back now, everything is a mess, and I'll just make it worse"

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//Everleigh//

*Ring Ring!*

I heard a phone ring as we neared the top of the mountain. I looked over and saw Ashton looking at his phone. He looked up,

"I gotta take this." He said a straight face and walked off to the side, I shrugged walking over to Liam, I don't know why but I felt like annoying somebody. I started breathing really hard.

"Woah babe are you okay." Liam said leaning down to my level,

"Yea just a little tired." I said still putting on my show,

"You want me to carry you?" He asked one eyebrow raised,

"That would be nice." I said with a smile, he smiled back and turned around, I jumped on his back then tangled my legs in his and when he fell I flipped him over holing him down on his back,

"1...2...3... I win!" I yelled jumping up and down. He got back up wiping the dirt from his pants,

"Cheeky monkey." He said about to tickle me when I ran away screaming.

I ran over to the side when I ran into Ashton, I guess Liam gave up on chasing me because I didn't see him behind me.

"Oh hey..." He cut me over placing his hands on my shoulders and tears were in his eyes, he hugged me tight,

"I love you so much Everleigh, so, so much." I hugged him back stroking the back of his head,

"I love you too Ashton." I said, when he pulled from the hug he looked at me then kissed me with so much passion I forgot about everything else.

When we finally pulled away to catch our breath I looked into his Hazel eyes, he had tears staining his cheeks.

"What's wrong?" I asked him in a whisper.

"I'll tell you later." He whispered back taking my hand and we walked back over to the others.

"Ready?" Niall asked as we were about to climb to the top. Everyone nodded so we climbed the short distance and looked out at the beautiful sunset across the horizon.

I felt Ashton's arm wrap around me and he kissed my head.

"I love you so much." He whispered, I rested my head on his shoulder,

"Me too Ash, me too." I whispered back, and at that moment nothing else mattered. Not tomorrow and not ever, because I was with the one I loved watching the most beautiful sunset nothing mattered, it was as if fear had never fazed me, as if I was unstoppable. As if everyday would be perfect. And nothing bad could happen. As if it was a dream. But...it wasn't, it was very real. Very real indeed.

I sat on the bed taking out my high ponytail and rolling the elastic on my wrist. I was about to take my sweater off when Ashton sat down on the bed beside me.

"There's something I need to tell you." He said I nodded letting him continue.

"Look that phone call was my dad, my mom's dead Ev. The cancer finally got to her. I need to fly out to Australia for her funeral. You can't come I'm sorry." I nodded as tears filled my eyes. I would be fine.

"I'm so sorry Ash." I said as I hugged him tight as we cried to eachother.

I couldn't imagine what he felt, my mother left me, but he didn't die. I couldn't imagine losing my dad.

As I cried I thought. The woman that gave birth to the love of my life is dead, and I never got to meet her. She would never get to see her grandchild.

Then again so couldn't imagine how Ashton felt, it was as if I could feel his heart breaking, and I had to fix it before it was too late.

I felt as if that sunset was a lie, that everything bad could happen, that everything bad would happen. That the universe wanted to punish me. For something I wasn't sure of yet. And by punishing me they broke Ashton. And now I was slightly breaking too. Why did the universe hate me?

Why?

Short chapter. :(

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