It didn't take long until Hayes came up. I was already packing my bag. "I'm sorry about Ollie. He can be a..." He started and I stopped. I couldn't bare to look at his face still.
"It's okay. He is just like all my other guy friends." I said to him and I turned to face him.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked and I looked at him.
"What it means is, I'm going home." I said to him and I could see that his expression had changed. The second I said that.
"Hey, Y/n, please can we just take a beat..." He started and I stopped him.
"Look, this whole thing isn't about you. It's just I don't want to be 'just a bit'. So I guess it's me. You are very gorgeous, charming but I fell for your fuck-boy move. Just a dumb heiress it seems." I said to him as I started packing my bag again. I was hoping he was getting the message.
"Can I explain myself? It was stupid. I was trying to impress you." He said and I looked at him.
"Well it clearly worked. I guess it worked for Hanna and maybe some others as well. Good job." I said to him as I packed the last few things into my bag.
"I'm sorry, is it shocking to you that I've slept with other women?" He asked me and I looked at him shaking my head.
"No, it doesn't. But using the same trick. Eso es lo que me resulta tan impactante. Yo también fui lo suficientemente estúpido como para caer en la trampa." I said to him, I didn't realized I'd raised my voice until I stopped talking.
"I actually liked Hanna." He said to me and I stopped in place.
"You know what, Hayes?" I asked him and he looked at me.
"Not that that's any of your business." He said to me and I looked at him.
"I got too caught up in the idea of you. We've had some fun, we really have, but we both knew that it was going to llegar a un final." I said to him and he looked at me. Almost like he understood what I was saying to him.
"Does it?" He asked me and I looked at him.
"Does it what? Enlighten me." I said to me and I zipped my bag up.
"Does it have to end? W-We have a few more weeks of the tour, then I'm gonna be in L.A. It would just be me, and we could hang out like normal people." He said to me and I looked at him. I couldn't bring myself to do that.
"Now as much I would've I can't. I actually have to start on a new collection. This was fun taking a break and all. But now it's not." I said to him, I then went to go and get my toiletries.
"Wh-what are you so afraid of, Y/n?" He asked me and I looked at him.
"My ex lied to me for who knows how long, and no one bothered to tell me that knew. Nearly the whole campus knew. Which is a big shot to the gut similar to the experience I just had by the pool with your friends." I said to him and I started walking back into what was our bedroom.
"I'm not Mateo." He said to me and I looked at him. Dile eso a mi estomago y a mi corazon." I said to him and I was nearly ready to leave. The flight would be leaving in two hours.
"You know, I-I know what it is that you're doing. You're bailing. You're running away." He said to me and I couldn't believe this.
"I'm not running away. More like flying away." I said to him as I picked my bag up. I just needed to get to the taxi. Which would be here in five.
"Oh, you're not running away? You're literally getting ready to leave." He said to me and I looked at him.
"Look, we don't need to have any of the dramatics, okay? This was inevitable, there was no escaping it. It's okay." I said to him and I tried to put a smile on. But I was too hurt.
"What if I want more?" He asked and I looked at him.
"No puedes hablar en serio." I said while putting my hand to my head.
"For the first time in I don't even tucking know how long, I-I'm actually happy. I mean, usually, I feel numb or...you know, I-I feel like I'm supposed to be feeling something when I'm not. But with you, laughing, just being with you, holding you at night, I mean, it's meant the world to me. And I'm writing music. God, the music I'm writing now, I-I actually feel like I care about it, so-so why on earth would I want this to end? This is where you say, 'of course, Hayes, I...I feel some of this, too.'" He said and I looked up at him.
"And I did. I think somewhere I still do. But for now I just need space because I can't just be some bit." I said to him and I went to grab my hat.
"God, you know what the most crazy thing is, Y/n? I feel like you were too scared of what your father would think before you could even give us a chance. I mean, does anyone in your life even know about me other than Jay and Brooke. Does Brea? Even your mom? If I was in your position, do you think that anyone would ever give a shit? Or judge? I mean, did anyone with Mateo and Margo?" He asked and I didn't know what to say.
"The tabloids did. My father did. So did my grandparents. I did as well. But I couldn't be ashamed, I knew it was going to happen." I said to him and he looked at me. Tears threatening to leave his eyes.
"So, you're just, what, scared what people will think? Is that it?" He asked me and I looked at him.
"Yes, in a way. I guess I am." I said to him, he didn't understand the world where I was from. Everything I did had to have a purpose. Dating someone with the same background as me made it easier. That was what I didn't want. I wanted Hayes, but I knew I couldn't be with him. It would be frowned upon.
"Um...okay, well..." He started and he looked at me.
"My taxi's here I should probably go. I have a flight to catch." I said to him and that's when I walked out. I couldn't help but let the tears fall as I left. Even on the plane I was a complete wreck. When I made it back to the new house I saw that Jay and Brooke where on the sofa.
"There's our girl...what happened?" Jay asked me and I just broke down as she came closer.
"Did something happened between you two?" Brooke asked and I nodded and they both hugged me until I managed to calm down.
"There was a delivery for you. We didn't open it. It's in your room." Jay said and I looked at her.
"Come with me?" I asked her and she wrapped an arm around me.
"Always." She said back to me and we went to my room. There it was. All covered up. When I opened it there was a note. I then looked at the picture. The one I told Hayes about. The one I showed him. He was really trying make me feel bad for everything I said.
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