Roses and Thorns
You're Done. (52nd Chapter)
…At Night…
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Janelle's POV:
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“I told you we could fix this.” I nod with a satisfied smile at Liam. He called the rest of the guys to meet us at his aunt's house, so we could all draw a plan for my entrance tomorrow. “I don’t know lads, it seems a little difficult to do.” Niall shrugs, and I know how he feels. Honestly, I am worried as well, since the plan is a bit risky.
“Oh hush will you, mate? It’s simple, but we need to be precise at the timing that’s all. We need to cope with each other, or else it could never work out. If one of us is gets slightly distracted, then it will all fall apart in failure. (He notices our worried expression, so he shoots an encouraging smile) Let’s cheer up for now, please we need to be optimistic that this will actually work.” We all bob our heads in agreement to Louis’s words, but the worry can’t be erased in simplicity, like a pencil marking.
“(He cuts the silence) Right, I suppose we should all head back to the hotel. (He holds both my hands in his, in a warm gesture) You need to rest, even though I’m sure that it will be quite the challenge for tonight. But please, promise me that you will?” I release a sigh, and smile at Harry’s attempt of comforting me. I hug the boys goodbye, and waltz my footsteps to the room.
Why must all of this be so tricky, so sneaky? Why couldn’t I just go there and claim: He’s mine, you’re a liar, full stop? If only things are easy like they’re said. I just hope that deep down we would succeed, that’s all what’s on my mind. To come and think of the worst case, I doubt I will be sane in the future. The hurt that I will feel, is unbearable.
Not to forget to mention the disappointment I will have, if this plan fails. This is my last shot, and I determined that this time; I won’t stay quiet. Not like I did back in college, not like I did when I left Paris. No, this time I have proof, and I have my words to support my claims. I won’t let him get married to the future lie that I once believed. I thought that I was protecting his future, when I left Paris.
But now I know that god placed me in this situation, not to run out of it; but to stay and fight to what’s rightfully mine, in complete perseverance. If a third person would have lived the scenes of my current life, he/she will think that its out of this world. The whole situation, and how torturing it gets day by day, is too much to handle.
I turn off the lights, hugging the pillow beside me. If only magic was real, I would change this pillow to Zayn’s face… gosh how much I miss his face. His childish behaviour, his adorable laugh, those eyes that seek my comfort and love, those lips that seek my passion and love... Tomorrow, that’s when things will hopefully change. That’s when I will break free of this lying cage that Perrie trapped everybody in. No more hurt, no more pain; just plain- pure honesty and nothing more.
…The Next Day…
“You’re done. She turns my chair so I could face the mirror) Now, do you believe me when I call you a diamond? (She smiles, as my eyes widen on my appearance) You look like a glittery angel, just like the gorgeous ones we hang on a Christmas tree. Let your knowledge, confidence, and inner certainty be you shining source. Your appearance is simply the frosting of what you truly are; keep that in mind.” I want to tear, but I am afraid I’d ruin Clara’s hard work. I fan my hands over my eyes, to dry the forceful tears.
“(She coos) Oh darling, don’t cry. Just embrace the truth about yourself. (I hug her tight) Go get your man, alright?” I nod my head on her shoulder, welcoming the reality ahead of me. I will go get him, and I will never let him go; not anymore. “Liam’s waiting downstairs, no go on hurry up, child.”
She breaks the warming hug, once she speaks her caring words. “I’ll never forget what you’ve done for me…” She nods with a humble smile on her face, while I step down stairs. “Wow…” Liam speaks uncontrollably, once he sees me. I find it hard to blush, so I react naturally like I should. No more preserved feelings, at least not for today.
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Janelle's POV:
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“I told you we could fix this.” I nod with a satisfied smile at Liam. He called the rest of the guys to meet us at his aunt's house, so we could all draw a plan for my entrance tomorrow. “I don’t know lads, it seems a little difficult to do.” Niall shrugs, and I know how he feels. Honestly, I am worried as well, since the plan is a bit risky.
“Oh hush will you, mate? It’s simple, but we need to be precise at the timing that’s all. We need to cope with each other, or else it could never work out. If one of us is gets slightly distracted, then it will all fall apart in failure. (He notices our worried expression, so he shoots an encouraging smile) Let’s cheer up for now, please we need to be optimistic that this will actually work.” We all bob our heads in agreement to Louis’s words, but the worry can’t be erased in simplicity, like a pencil marking.
“(He cuts the silence) Right, I suppose we should all head back to the hotel. (He holds both my hands in his, in a warm gesture) You need to rest, even though I’m sure that it will be quite the challenge for tonight. But please, promise me that you will?” I release a sigh, and smile at Harry’s attempt of comforting me. I hug the boys goodbye, and waltz my footsteps to the room.
Why must all of this be so tricky, so sneaky? Why couldn’t I just go there and claim: He’s mine, you’re a liar, full stop? If only things are easy like they’re said. I just hope that deep down we would succeed, that’s all what’s on my mind. To come and think of the worst case, I doubt I will be sane in the future. The hurt that I will feel, is unbearable.
Not to forget to mention the disappointment I will have, if this plan fails. This is my last shot, and I determined that this time; I won’t stay quiet. Not like I did back in college, not like I did when I left Paris. No, this time I have proof, and I have my words to support my claims. I won’t let him get married to the future lie that I once believed. I thought that I was protecting his future, when I left Paris.
But now I know that god placed me in this situation, not to run out of it; but to stay and fight to what’s rightfully mine, in complete perseverance. If a third person would have lived the scenes of my current life, he/she will think that its out of this world. The whole situation, and how torturing it gets day by day, is too much to handle.
I turn off the lights, hugging the pillow beside me. If only magic was real, I would change this pillow to Zayn’s face… gosh how much I miss his face. His childish behaviour, his adorable laugh, those eyes that seek my comfort and love, those lips that seek my passion and love... Tomorrow, that’s when things will hopefully change. That’s when I will break free of this lying cage that Perrie trapped everybody in. No more hurt, no more pain; just plain- pure honesty and nothing more.
…The Next Day…
“You’re done. She turns my chair so I could face the mirror) Now, do you believe me when I call you a diamond? (She smiles, as my eyes widen on my appearance) You look like a glittery angel, just like the gorgeous ones we hang on a Christmas tree. Let your knowledge, confidence, and inner certainty be you shining source. Your appearance is simply the frosting of what you truly are; keep that in mind.” I want to tear, but I am afraid I’d ruin Clara’s hard work. I fan my hands over my eyes, to dry the forceful tears.
“(She coos) Oh darling, don’t cry. Just embrace the truth about yourself. (I hug her tight) Go get your man, alright?” I nod my head on her shoulder, welcoming the reality ahead of me. I will go get him, and I will never let him go; not anymore. “Liam’s waiting downstairs, no go on hurry up, child.”
She breaks the warming hug, once she speaks her caring words. “I’ll never forget what you’ve done for me…” She nods with a humble smile on her face, while I step down stairs. “Wow…” Liam speaks uncontrollably, once he sees me. I find it hard to blush, so I react naturally like I should. No more preserved feelings, at least not for today.
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