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Chapter eight

I couldn't sleep, the look earlier in Henry's eyes made me feel all different types of emotions, how his ocean blue eyes pleaded for me to kiss him. It wasn't like how it was at the club, that was the alcohol clouding both our judgments and well as for the teasing in the bedroom that was just fun and games.

Shaking my head I sat up abruptly, seeing the moonlight shine through the big windows, it was beautiful and it slightly calmed me from all these emotions.

I took in a hitched breath as I reached for my phone, opening it up to see if Tom had contacted me. It was the first time I dared to look after our last conversation.

I begged and prayed he finally wanted to be with me. Even if it was in secret I would rather have him in my life than not at all.

That is when I saw a notification pop up coincidentally as if the universe was telling me that this was all a plan in the making.

-Melanie, I miss you. I'm sorry

Tears pricked at my eyes as I read the same message over and over again, was I dreaming? Did Tom truly miss me.

Gulping back saliva and with shaky hands I began to type a reply.

-I miss you too. Don't apologise please.

My foot began tapping the solid flooring underneath me as I waited in anticipation. Come on Tom, just tell me it's all going to be okay.

-I have to apologise because I treated you awfully. I love you, this is just so difficult. How can we possibly be with one another ?

Nibbling my lips it felt like someone lit my heart on fire, warmth taking over me and butterflies swarming.

-I love you too, so much. I'm sorry for putting you in this situation. I wish things could be different. I would rather you in my life than not at all. We will work something out.

I needed to solidify what was happening between me and Tom, it was cruel to keep hurting so much over a man who potentially didn't love me anymore.

Yet another long pause that felt like eternity hit me like a ton of bricks, I just wanted my Tom.

-I think we should try. If you're still wanting to. Seeing you and Henry together makes me feel sick... I am jealous Melanie. You're mine

This message alone made me realise how much Tom truly cared for me and it was enough to solidify all those feelings I was scared to think too much into. Tom has my heart and I want him to always have my heart.

Though I needed to tell him what has been happening between me and Henry, guilt was eating me alive. It was making every inch of my body ache at the thought I have been disloyal towards him even though we technically weren't together.

-I need to tell you something Tom.

My heart was beating like it had never beat before in my chest, almost causing pins and needles to travel up my arms and black spots to fill my vision as I felt faint.

-go on.

Biting my bottom lip, tasting that all too familiar metallic taste I began to write my response. Deciding the best way to move forward is to be as honest as possible.

-this is really hard to tell you, and I can't tell you how truly sorry I am. But me and Henry have almost kissed outside of the wedding. I am sorry I feel so awful. I didn't know where we stood and I was angry with the world, angry with myself. Don't think that means I don't love you.

I pressed send hesitantly, knowing that this will determine the next steps in mine and Toms relationship, if he decided I wasn't worth him I would understand whole heartedly.

-I am honestly not surprised Melanie. It doesn't take much to remove the feelings you apparently have for me, it hurts to know how little care you have for me. So I need time.

There it was, I knew it. I had royally messed this whole thing up because I gave into temptation before waiting for Tom to give me the reassurance I needed, I was too impatient and Henry genuinely made me feel continuously on edge with sexual tension, you don't think that way when you love someone else. I felt disgusting.

-take all the time you need. I am sorry.

Love Melanie x

Deciding I needed to really try and go back to sleep I let my eyes close and the darkness consume me. Blocking out the tears swelling in my eyes, awaiting to emerge if I thought even once more about Tom, My Tom.

*

"Melanie"

"Melanie"

"Melanie"

I jolted forward after hearing my name being called, why on earth was I being woken up. It's normally the other way round.

Grumbling I grabbed my pillow and placed it over my head before proceeding to lay back down.

"Wake me up when I want to be woken up"

Henry shot daggers my way, not that I could see him. Though I could definitely feel those eyes on me.

"We have to get to the airport Mel" Henry pleaded as he ran a hand through his dark locks, messing it up in the process.

Sighing I threw the pillow off me, looking at Henry who instantly made my heart quicken. What was this ?

"Do I have to force you?" Henry teased with that menacing grin. God I wish I could wipe that grin off his face.

Scooting upwards I placed my knees under my chin, looking at him with my own flaming daggers. "I'm awake, what time is the flight ?"

Henry took a step closer to the sofa before proceeding to sit down next to me. This made me inwardly cringe, it wasn't Henry's fault but I didn't want him to spark anymore emotions inside of me when I knew Tom was awaiting me.

"It's in two hours, we best get our arses on the move. Unless you have any games up your sleeve, I'm up for that"

Frowning I tilted my head confused by what he had just said. "What do you mean Henry, I'm still half asleep"

Henry licked his lips as he grew closer to me "I didn't get that kiss yesterday..."

Blushing furiously I gulped back my saliva whilst shaking my head profusely. "Henry no, I'm not going to kiss you"

Frowning he slumped backwards, removing the closeness between us "sorry, I thought we were close enough now to have some meaningless kisses here and there... it takes away the loneliness"

Sighing I realised exactly what this was between me and Henry. We were lonely, heartbroken and unsure what was going to happen moving forward. He wanted to take his mind off things just how I felt too. Though now I know Tom is waiting for me back home I know that I can't mess up again. I also realised that Henry had no desire for anything else other than meaningless kisses and sex, it proved when my heart belonged even more.

"No more Henry" I gave him a warm smile, placing my hand tenderly on his arm to reassure him it was okay.

Henry smiled back, a forced smile but still something I could work with. "Friends?"

Nodding he squeezed my hand that resided on his arm before I pulled off. "Friends"

*

Our suitcase were all packed and I was all dressed, I decided on a pair of black leggings and a oversized white t shirt, deciding not to make much effort today, to add my hair was down in messy but also controlled waves that suited my facial structure.

Henry also deciding to be extra causal today decided on some black sweatpants and a off white t shirt that still snug to all the right places on his chest. God dammit Henry.

The realisation then hit me, we were unintentionally matching outfits, the press were going to go crazy with their cameras. I can already picture the headline reading Mr and Mrs Cavill looking the cutest in matching outfits. Nausea overtook me thinking about this.

"You ready?" Henry queried as he gripped the handle of his suitcase.

I nodded, something was off between me and Henry since I denied his kiss. Did I perhaps offend him? No of course not, look at him.

Scrambling out my thoughts I followed suit to the driver awaiting outside. Placing my belongings into the boot as I awaited to be taken home. To see my Tom.


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