Lilly's POV
My gaze flickered from the road to dad beside me. Conner's words ringing in my ears non-stop.
You don't have time.
He's been in love with you since I met him.
You love him too.
My eyes went to the backseat to see Max's airpods plugged into his ears, his eyes on his phone, totally oblivious to us.
"Dad," I started, breaking the silence and needing to say something, needing to talk or I will explode with the heaviness of my thoughts.
Lilly's POVHe walked me down the stairs and into our backyard. He stopped right by the loungers positioned by the pool. My gaze went from them and to him, I smiled, I had to smile, "I kissed you right here, that very first time."He nodded, "You took me way off guard that day, I gotta admit that," He said, his eyes lingered over the spot where it all started and I still could read nothing of his expression, "I always learned to expect the unexpected from you," He looked back at me, "You're relentless, you're wild at times," He smiled, finally giving me his beautiful smile, "And you're so very dangerous, Lilly."His eyes caressed my face and he added, "You have the courage to lose yourself in the things you truly want and I really love that about you," He added and my heartbeat accelerated."I am the total opposite of you," I said, yet somehow, I feel like we're one and the same. I am the rush in his calmness, and he's the calm in my storm. The perfect puzzle.He nodded, "That's so tr
Ten days later...Lilly's POV"My wild heart longs for you; Every part of me is crying out and begging for your return. Your leaving me alone is like some reflex of my bad karma, I had committed years ago. Now that you have left, it's like I am dying a hundred deaths each moment." I read the lines written over the piece of paper out loud, and my heart clenched so tight in my chest. My gaze drifted up for one mere second and I looked into the crowd of people, all seated down in their assigned places, all of their eyes on me. I am not the type to have a stage-fright or to get uncomfortable under people's gazes but today, at this moment, I wished to just run away.Physically, I am in pain. Mentally, I am exhausted. This play is not doing me any good either. It reminds me of him, in every way there is. We practiced these lines together once. We stood over this same stage and read them out loud. "My eyes go numb when reminded of you. It hurts, It really hurts. What has happened to me;
Lilly's POVWith my peripheral vision, I saw as someone walked closer and sat down beside me. I turned my head to find Conner's eyes on me, "Aren't you going to attend the party?" He asked.I shook my head, "No, I am tired."His eyes drifted down to my attire, "You look ready though."I just shook my head and averted my gaze away. He wasn't satisfied with my dead-like state and he nudged my arm with his elbow, "You okay?""What do you think?" I mumbled, my gaze drifting down to my lap."I think you're just as miserable as he is," He said and I turned to him, guilt furrowed my eyebrows, "He is not happy?" How did I manage to ruin his happiness? How?Conner gave me a knowing look, "What do you think?" He said, mimicking my previous question.I curled my hand over the edge of where I am sitting, trying to hold myself, hating how our last memory is so awful like this. It wasn't supposed to be like this. He could've left with us on good terms, I wanted that, I needed that. I needed these l
Lilly's POVThe music starts to play from the other side of the school, and as the ring of guitar and bass kicks in, I blot my face and nose into the arm of my thin shirt.I am such an emotional mess, in the middle of the school's theatre. All alone.I cry some more and realize that I can't do this. I can't handle this. Not yet.I need to see him.I decide to get the hell out of here but I stop when I hear footsteps nearing me again from behind, thinking it's Conner, I sigh, "I told you I want to be alone," I start to say but I am suddenly surrounded by a familiar scent that swirls me into an endless loop of emotions."That's not an option," He says and a shocked exhale bursts out of me, and I use it to my advantage and take a huge inhale, melting into his warm voice.I immediately turn around, my gaze drifting up to fall onto the one boy who has stolen my heart, my mind, and all of my senses.Fresh tears fill my eyes as I gaze at him, his ocean blue eyes dimming a bit when he reads m
Chase's POVShe shivers at my tone, and instead of talking, she pushes herself even closer to me, her legs on each side of mine. I groan at the pressure; thanks to her skirt, the only thing separating us, is my jeans and the thin material of her underwear.I swear she does these things to me on purpose.My heart pounds in anticipation and she doesn't waste time as she flicks the clasp of her bra, letting it fall over her shoulder. And fuck me, she is a sight.Lilly is a girl who is pretty much confident in her own skin, she knows she has it in her, she knows her effect, and she takes full pleasure seeing me lose all of my shit over her."You're fucking perfect," My voice comes out all thick and hoarse. Her smile is innocent, it shows how she liked my words, and reveled in how much I want her. Her cheeks turning pinker, a total contradiction to the wild want in her dangerous eyes.Not wanting her to think more, I just let her feel, feel how much I wanted her, how much I craved her for
Chase's POVI woke up alone.The arms that held Lilly all night long were empty now.It was cold again.I rubbed at my eyes and looked around the room, at the sanctuary that kept us locked in, at the bed where I took her again and again, where I showed her how much I loved her and needed her.I hoped she'd see it, that she'd change her mind.But now, she is just gone. Again.My eyes fell on the nightstand to notice a folded piece of paper laying there. My eyebrows pulled closer and when I edged forward to take it, I noticed the blue ribbon laying on top of it.I fisted the ribbon in my hand, then took the paper and unfolded it. My heart clenched tight as my eyes started reading the words written:'I know it sucks that I am doing this over a small piece of paper, and you can blame me for this later and call me all kind of colorful names, I give you the permission.First, I am very sorry for making you wake up all alone after such an amazing night, but Chase, I can't do this. I can't.G
Five years later...Lilly's POVI can handle a lot of things in this life.I can handle almost everything.I can handle the truth.It's the lies that kill me.I think to myself as I raise the handbag, trying to squeeze it into the overhead compartment. I push harder, and harder but it doesn't slide inside.I grit my teeth and just think.Lies.So. Many. Fucking. Lies.Dizziness swarms my vision as I put whatever energy I have left into pushing the stupid bag. I groan in annoyance and I just want to scream, every nerve in my body is crying out loud, in pain, in fatigue, and in betrayal."Here, ma'am, let me help you," The stewardess says and I let him take care of it as I slide into my seat. Sitting down doesn't do me any good either. The tightness inside my stomach only increases with every passing second, I just want to throw up.I would've, but having not eaten anything for the past two days isn't helping at all.I open the front camera of my phone and stare at my reflection. I almo
PART TWO Alex's POV I've tasted heartbreak before. It's not a foreign feeling for me. Its bitterness is still embedded deep down in my mind. It's rooted in a very dark place, a one I've locked years and years ago. It's just been long. So long since I last felt it ripping at my inside. It's been a long time since I felt like I could lose everything again. Heartbreak was when they told me the plane crashed. It was when Cara came back. It was when Lilly looked at me and called another man dad. It is now, at this exact moment as she stood right there and called me a killer. It's ironic how I always felt that this moment would come one day. Our past was too complicated, too messed up to stay hidden and buried. I was a fool to think it wouldn't knock back on our doors again. The irony is that I tried to prepare myself for it, but now, as she looked at me like that, with so much blame, so much pain, and something akin to hate; I knew I am not ready. I was never ready. She knows the