Chapter 13

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•Chapter Thirteen•

Milica's POV

How? I can't stop thinking about it. I barely caught any sleep because of Harry. It kills me, to be honest. To think about it.. Him... What he said and what all happened and.... I just, can't. I told him I love him. Well, now it's loved. When I met that charming personality, I fell immediately. I kept telling myself not to, but it just... happened. 

I'm thinking deep into my emotions and such when I'm interrupted. My dazzeled phone makes rumbling noises on the night-stand beside me as it shakes. I haven't touched it in two days.. Which is, really a record for me. I finally flip the electronic over to find out I have 74 missed calls and 142 missed texts. Most are from Madison and him.. Harry. 

I'm sorry! 

I rlly do luv u!

I honestly didnt mean 2 hurt u!

I sigh. I can't control the tears streaming down my face but at the same time I'm laughing. He's such an actor. I don't bother to read the rest of the fake lies from him and skip to Maddie.

hay gurl hay! r u oky? i heard abt harry. The first one she sent, which was the night (well morning.) of the party at 2:44 AM, it reads.

milica.. ik u wna tlk. y dnt u cum ovr? just u n i oky? we can tlk.

milica

milica

milica

milica 

answer me gurl! im gettin worried! 

u knw u wnt 2!

ik u dnt like 2 b bothered but answer me! oky? i wnt bite!

Her messages are mostly small ones like that. So pointless, yet meaningful. Somehow. 

The calls are from Madison and Harry, too. A few from my mum, but barely any. 

Harry left a voice message, too. I almost didn't listen to the assholes' voice, but I did. Too tempting not to.

I carefully listen.

Milica, I'm honestly super sorry. 

The first words I hear in his deep, hot, British accent are those. He sobs in between almost every word. Great, more tears.

I know, I'm an ass, but I'm not a liar. I do love you. I mean it. I don't just love you, I'm in love with you. I hope you can understand that. You've got to remember, she was the one who kissed me! She was the drunk one!

I keep listening, but that part gets me. If he's so angry and shit at her, why didn't he try to stop her? I saw he tried to once, but the kiss was about thirty fucking seconds! He enjoyed, too. I could tell. I keep my ears in the voice message, more. 

I can't even say her name, because I'm so angry. I've almost had you, but now I've lost you because of her. like I said, I'm not a liar, so I will admit I went along just for a second. Millisecond. I haven't kissed anyone in so long, I'm human, too. I make mistakes. I.. I'm sorry. I fucked up, but I sill do love you. Call back or anything, if you don't hate my soul too much. I love you.

I hear the click that tells you it's done. I smash my phone down and crash my head in my soft, pillow. I'm so upset, guilty, sorry and angry. I can't give in just yet, though. He'll probably do it again. Like I said, he's a great god damn actor. It makes me so upset, though. He was crying and awful lot in the message. A lot.

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