I pushed aside my thoughts and followed my friend outside, where there were already a few other friends.
I chatted with some friends, but my eyes didn’t leave the door that led to my friend’s house. Awa was taking too long, and I was already thinking that her conversation with Julia hadn’t yielded any results. I turned for a moment to see what one of the guys was saying to me, and when I tumed back, I saw her.
She looked beautiful as always. Even though her eyes seemed sail, and she had bem crying, she still looked beautiful. The most beautiful woman my eyes had the pleasure of seeing
I couldn’t stop looking at her. She had something that pulled me toward her.
Right now, I desire to run toward her. Hug her, Kiss her. And not care about anything else around them.
I had to use all my self–control for that; I didn’t want her to hate me even more.
I noticed that her eyes were also fixed on me, and everything around me seemed to disappear. Likewise, I took a step forward, ready to throw caution to the wind and shout to everyone that I love this girl.
“Triend!” I heard Olivia shout, drawing my girl’s attention. Julia hesitated, but she stopped looking at me, now paying attention to her friend.
I remained in the same position.
“Disguise, Ava whispered at my side
I’m suffering
“Did you talk to her? What did she say?” I asked, still sipping my whiskey while keeping my eyes on my girl.
“I’m sorry,” she apologized, momentarily grabbing my attention before I turned my gaze back to Julia, who was now talking to that guy who was eyeing her. I gripped the glass in my hand angrily, furious and jealous. “She doesn’t want it anymore,” Ava said, and I froze.
“Why? What did I do wrong?” I asked, desperate,
“Don’t make things harder, William,” Ava said firmly. “My daughter is suffering, and I hate seeing her like this”
If she’s suffering away from me, why does she want to remain like that?
I don’t understand.
I shook my head, disheartened. Furthermore, I was so upset.
“Maybe it’s better this way!” she continued. “We both know this relationship woukl never work. There are too many things against it.
I didn’t want to be e nude to my friend, but I was close to telling her to go to hell.
Will it be
it be better like this?
Better for whom?
“Someone told me today not to give up and that some obstacles mean nothing when love is everything.”
Ava smiled at me.
“Was that person John?” she asked, already knowing the answer. “He had no idea he was handing his daughter over to a lion. She joked
“I’m not giving up, I said, watching Julia get up and walk into the house. I was going after her, and I wanted her to tell me to my face that she didn’t want me
anymore.
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Kiss me.
POV WILLIAM
I handed Ava my glass without taking my eyes off Julia. As I made a move to go to where she entered, Ava grabbed my arms, stopping me from walking
“Don’t do that. Give her a beek, she pleaded.
“I don’t have time.” I sighed deeply, looking at my friend. Just keep an eye on John, I’ll be hark.
She didn’t try to stop me again, and I thanked her for that as I turned to my girl,
I entered the house and scanned the area; she wasn’t there, I walked towards the bedrooms but saw Julia entering the bathroom from the hallway. The same one where we had fucked and I found out she was the woman from the dance. That hathmom held memories for us. I smiled at that thought and walked towards it. Leaning against the wall facing the bathroom door, I would be patient and wait for her here.
My heart was racing, a strange chill settled in my stomach, and my hands were sweaty. I despised these sensations that Julia provoked in me; I had never felt anything like them before, and I was grateful for that,
I heard the door open and adjusted my posture, eager to see her up close. Julia opened the door distractedly and barely noticed when I sobtly pushed her back into the bathroom. I locked the door and now focused my attention on the only person I cared about,
“What are you doing?” she asked, trying to sound annoyed. She had failed in that mission.
“I want to talk to you,” I said calmly, watching her perfect features.
“I have nothing to say to you.” She tried to push me to open the door, to no avail.
“Julia?” I asked, disappointed. “We have nothing to talk about? All the time we spent together meant nothing to you,” I held her face in my hands to look into her eyes. I needed her to speak, to look into them, and to tell me she didn’t want me anymore,
“It’s complicated,” she said, looking amang
