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Only You

Chapter 53

I looked at my watch and saw that it had just passed eight as I walked into the pub. Just as Sam had promised, the room was fairly quiet and seemed like it was going to be a fairly quiet New Year’s Eve. I still didn’t want to be here though. I considered turning around and just walking out, getting back in my car and going back home, back to the comfort of my bed where I had spent the last week sitting in the dark, missing her.

‘Just don’t think about her.’ I thought to myself as I scanned the room for my friend. He was sitting in the corner, watching the football match on the screen, pint in hand when I spotted him. I made my way over, plastering a fake smile on to my face. I just had to pretend to be happy for the next four hours, see in the New Year and then I could go home.

“Jerry!” Sam beamed as I got to the table. We had been best friends throughout high school and although I didn’t get to see him as much anymore since he was studying Business and Management down South, our friendship was still pretty close. He stood and gave me a quick friendly hug before taking his seat again and looking back up at the screen, “West Ham have been shit this season.” He groaned as he took another swig from his drink.

“West Ham have always been shit.” I said jokingly, earning an eye roll from my friend as I left to go to the pub and get myself a drink. Five minutes later, I was sitting next to Sam, having a catch up, thinking that tonight might not have been as terrible an idea as I had expected.

“So, how’s London?” I asked, determined to keep Sam talking about his own life in an attempt to avoid talking about my own.

“Same as always, you should come down again soon.” Sam said with a grin, “I’ll have finished by June, so getting that last taste of uni life in before we all turn into adults.” I nodded. I should have been graduating from university with the rest of my friends at the end of this year, but I had taken a gap year meaning I still had another year left.

“You know what you’re going to do after?” I asked. Sam’s blue eyes rose to the ceiling as he sighed.

“Bill wants me to come and work for him…” He looked at the pint glass on the table sadly. Bill was his father. Just like Jensen and I, he had never had a good relationship with his parents, somewhat of a pattern amongst the rich kids I had gone to school with.

“I guess I should really, I mean it’s good money… I’m going to ask Genevieve to marry me after we graduate and I doubt she’s going to want to go into marriage with someone without a job.” His eyes glazed over a little as he got lost in his thoughts. I felt bad for him. His relationship with Genevieve wasn’t too different to the relationship that I had had with Alex.

They were both from similar backgrounds. They had both grown up getting anything that they had wanted, with lots of money in nice houses, driving fast cars. Which could be great. It was good to know that someone wasn’t with you for your money because they had their own. It was nice that they knew how to behave at nice restaurants and at fancy parties. It was nice to have someone who didn’t bat an eyelid at the things you owned because they had six of their own at home. What wasn’t great? The expectation. The expectation that these girls would leave their houses and move into their own that was twice the size. The expectation that you would continue to provide this kind of lifestyle forever. You couldn’t go to university and do whatever you wanted to do because the only thing you had to want to do, was make money. That’s what I had loved about Selena though. She had no expectation, if I’d told her I wanted to be an artist despite their being no money in the profession she would have told me to follow my dream. I shook the thoughts of her away from my mind and saw that Sam was still lost in his own head.

“Hey, pool?” I asked with a grin gesturing toward the free table. I didn’t want to talk about this, I just wanted to have a good night. Sam blinked a few times and then nodded with a small smile.

A few hours and five drinks later, Sam and I were pretty tipsy as we finished our game of pool. Despite my reservations I was actually really glad that I had come out and spent some time clearing my head. I looked at my watch and saw that it had just gone half past eleven as we sat back down at the table, fresh pint in hand. I smiled at Sam who was taking a gulp of his own drink.

“Thanks for this mate, I needed it.” I said, patting him appreciatively on the shoulder. He looked at me sympathetically and nodded.

“No worries, Jen told me you’d had a rough couple of weeks with some girl?”

I cringed internally when he called her ‘some girl’… Selena had been so much more than that, but nodded quietly feeling my face betray me as my smile faded. I hated how despite what had happened I just couldn’t stop thinking about her.

“I’m not going to lie, I’m a little surprised at how torn up you actually seem Jerry…” Sam said thoughtfully as he put his drink down on the table. I looked at him and raised my eyebrow, not sure what he was getting at.

“I mean, I saw Alex when I got home a few weeks ago in town when I met up with Dean, she seemed pretty convinced that you guys were practically back together.” He said casually with a shrug. I looked at him, suddenly the effects of the alcohol wore off and I instantly felt sober.

“She said what?” I asked quietly, the hair on the back of my neck beginning to tingle. His eyes caught my face and mirrored my seriousness.

“Yeah, she said you guys had been talking… that you were just trying to end it with this crazy chick you’d gotten yourself in too deep with?” He furrowed his brow in concern at whatever expression I was pulling. My blood had run cold inside my veins. I felt like I was in a nightmare. I was praying that I was asleep, that Sam was messing with me. That he wasn’t giving me the missing piece of information that changed everything.

‘You’ve thrown away the best thing that’s ever happened to you!’ Harry’s words echoed in my head as I excused myself from the table, I needed some air, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. I needed to call Alex. I needed her to tell me that it was a lie, that she hadn’t been this psychotically evil… that I hadn’t fallen right into the trap.

The air was cold as I stepped outside, but I didn’t care as I quickly scrolled through my contacts and rang Alex.

“Hey JJ!” Her voice rang out chirpily from the other end of the line. I wanted to be sick.

“Is any of it true?” I tried to keep my voice calm as fought the urge to scream that was building up inside of me.

“Honey, I don’t know-“

“Alex, cut the bullshit and tell me the truth… tell me that you didn’t fucking lie to me…” I hissed, losing it at her sugary sweet tones. I paced back and forth unable to keep my feet still, the anger and fear that was pulsing through me making it impossible. She was silent for a few seconds.

“Jared… please let’s not do this…” The sweetness was gone from her voice and I heard what I thought could be panic as she tried to soothe me.

“Alex, I swear to god! Tell me the fucking truth!” I snapped, a couple who were passing nearby flinched at my language and then scurried along the path, but I didn’t care, I needed to know and I needed to know now.

“I did it for us!” Alex blurted out desperately on the other end of the line, “She wasn’t right for you JJ, she’s nothing! She’s leaching off you and your family for your money, I could see it in her eyes! I did it for you!”

She was chattering down the line, but I felt like I had just been punched in the gut. I didn’t want to listen to her voice anymore. Every word she spoke cut me like a knife. I had believed her over Selena. The rage that had been building suddenly exploded as I took the phone from my ear and pelted it as hard as I could at the floor, breaking it into a million tiny pieces. What did I care? It was a phone. I had lost everything.

I ran my hands through my hair as tears began falling from my eyes, begging for it all to just be inside my head.

“Woah, mate, what’s wrong?” Sam’s voice came from behind me. I spun round to face him. He had come out of the pub looking for me and I didn’t know how much he’d just seen of the last five minutes.

“She lied and now I’ve lost her!” I spluttered. Sam furrowed his brow.

“Who lied? Alex?” He asked, taking a step forward and pushing me back gently to sit on the wall of the house next to the pub. I nodded, putting my head in my hands. He stood silently over me for a second.

“Well go get her then?” He said simply. I looked up at him dejectedly.

“I don’t know where she even is tonight… she’s probably with the guy who’s been trying to take her from me since I met her…” I trailed as I thought about what I had just said, a lightbulb pinging in my head. I wiped my face and jumped up.

“Can I borrow your phone? I need to call my brother’s girlfriend…” Sam looked at my confused but then extended the small black device out to me from his pocket. I quickly typed in his number and pressed the phone to my ear, seconds later Jen answered.

“Jen it’s me, you need to get Gem to find out where Harry and Selena will be for New Year’s, Alex just admitted she lied and I need to get there and tell her I’m sorry, I don’t want to lose her!” I spoke quickly before he even had a chance to say hello. I heard muffled conversation on the other end of the phone which seemed to go on forever before he spoke.

“Gem’s calling Anne now, how did you find out?” Jensen asked. I told him quickly what she had said to Sam and how she had admitted it to me on the phone.

“Gem said they’re at Liam’s… 36 Marlow Street? Where were you drinking?”

I looked up at the name of the pub on the sign above my head.

“The Cobden?” I said, frantically. I could hear Jen tapping away on his phone, getting me a taxi.

“Okay, you’re about a ten minutes away and the taxi’s going to be a few minutes but it’s on its way!” Jen said.

I thanked him and hung up the phone, handing it back to Sam.

“Are you going to get her?” Sam asked, putting it in his pocket and pulling his coat around his shoulders tightly to fight off the chill that I could barely feel thanks to the adrenaline.

“I have to get there before she gives up on me completely and gives in to him…” I said quietly, my eyes watching every car that came up frantically. I had fifteen minutes before New Year’s… fifteen minutes to stop Harry from stealing my girl away.

Notes

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Comments

Omg I love it so much can’t wait to read mo

Bunnyboo Bunnyboo
6/18/19

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Thank you so much for reading! Writing is my dream and I am obsessed with these characters and their stories so it's so important to me that it is told the right way... At the time when I started writing this it was a distraction because I was in a tough situation and I needed something to take my mind off of it. Now, I am in such a good place and I can see that this story hasn't been written the way that it should have been - the way I want it to be read and I don't want to spoil the ending on a sub-par version. Thank you for being so patient, I appreciate it so much and I hope that I do their story justice in my retelling.

Prinny1321 Prinny1321
2/20/19

Im staying till the end because this story is so good. Take your time ik how it is to be busy

Bunnyboo Bunnyboo
2/17/19

So good can’t wait to read more

Bunnyboo Bunnyboo
10/8/18

You’re welcome

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9/12/18