Our Moment
Please Look At Me?
Victoria’s POV:
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He didn’t reply, and his head was tilted low; I could see it from his backside. He’s probably having a headache from his heavy drinking last night, I suppose. I walked towards the edge where he sat (http://www.polyvore.com/redness_metal/set?id=109960601&lid=3232549); turning to a lifeless statue from the horrible image he prevailed. He was pale, staring at the red book that I never wanted him to contain; glancing at my old picture in complete quietness.
“It’s you…?” He croaked his voice in sadness, as a tear dropped from his eye forcefully, landing on the page of my portrait picture. No, this isn’t happening, I must run away. I can’t stay here! He’s going to hurt me and make me bleed my suffering again! I shivered, stepping back slowly, preparing myself to run. As my heels started kicking off my escape, two strong arms forcefully made me stop. I turned around and started hitting his chest, yelling: “PLEASE DON’T HURT ME! LET ME GO! LET ME GO!” I choked on my tears, and tried pushing his chest off of me, but he didn’t budge.
He held me closer and pressured my head on his chest, making me cry like the wreck I already was. “(He sniffed his nostrils, and spoke in a tone of agony.) I deserve it, don’t stop hitting me… Kill me if that will make you happy…” I was stunned from his sorrowful words, and his eyes didn’t dare to stop tearing, just like mine. My arms stopped slapping his chest, descending slowly till the action disappeared.“(His head was tilted low, and the wetness of his eyes was still on the run.) Why did you stop… hit me… swear at me… hurt me like I hurt you… I don’t deserve you goodness… I’m the one that made you feel low…” Was he admitting his mistake?
Is he actually feeling what I always wanted him to experience? Hurt, anger, depression, and sadness? As much I always wished there would come a day where I would see him like this, I regretted it to the extreme right now. He’s broken, harmless, and still cares of how I feel. “(I tried calming my tears.) Zayn, I don’t hate you anymore…” I whimpered as my hands slipped on his cheeks, as his were on my waist, previously. He breathed heavily, still allowing his red eyes to cry in sorrow and self disappointment.
“Zayn please look at me?”He slowly lifted his eyes into mine, and the salty droplets were still rolling out of both of our eyes. “I don’t care about the past anymore… (I cried and spoke in stutter.) I-I care about t-the person you are r-right now…” His tears were dwelling slower, but they didn’t stop. He was silent, just visualizing me in deep hollow. “I don’t deserve you-h…” He breathed the last word, as he let go of my waist and ran outside of my room. I flung myself on the bed, and punched the mattress, as I squealed my cries.
…. An Hour Later….
“Miss, there is a Niall Horan here to see you.” Emily spoke after she knocked my door, but I didn’t reply. I think I have lost the will to speak, to do anything anymore. I can’t believe that this happened. I had to force myself to wear my boots, and walk out of the room; Niall is harmless after all. I wiped my drifted mascara from my cheeks, and went to see Niall.
“Don’t say anything, just come here.” He held his arms for me and I rushed over them like a little girl seeking affection from her friend. He brushed my hair smoothly and sat us both down on the couch. “If you don’t want to attend his birthday anymore, then its fine.” What? I wasn’t expecting that at all. I didn’t even think if I will or will not attend; after today. Will I…?
Notes
It's time for my notes: I know you all are just over freaked by today's events. Trust me you are not the only ones. :'( It was too much to handle, but still I don't think that any of the chapters today will need further explanations, right? It's such a sorrowful time, but I can clear a couple of things: Zayn was drunk, because that's where he went when he changed his driving lane (Y) Niall knew about what happened, because he obviously knew it from Zayn, but we still need to make sure of that right? (Y) But Niall mentioned something we never thought of: Will Victoria decide to go to Zayn's party after all? Or will she skip it? Hey, there is still one day left for his part, so I suppose we will need the chapters to tell us. (Y) <3
Victoria wants to be alone? Helen arguing in high tones? Liam stands up for someone? But who and why?! Eleanor wakes up the sensible part in Victoria?! :O
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Good thing you reminded me about that! God Bless you sis! I miss you by the way and i can't to here your feedback <3 I just posted the story, and here is the link: http://www.harrystylesfanfiction.com/Story/34833/The-Pool-Boy/
4/24/14