"James? James, please. Open the door." A girl with red hair and green eyes pounded on the door.
The door was wrenched open, a tall young man with messy black hair, glasses resting crookedly on his nose, and deep hazel eyes, stood on the other side.
He had a dark expression on his face.
"What Lily? What do you want?"
"I'm sorry." She whispered, her eyes pleading, begging for his forgiveness. She hadn't meant it; it was wrong, so wrong.
His eyes were mute, stony. He just stared at her.
Her hair was tangled, her eyes were wide, cheeks rosy, she was panting, and her chest rose and fell heavily. It looked like she had been running. She was beautiful. As always.
He sighed and closed his heart. She always cracked it. Every cruel word she said, every rejection, every glare she sent him, all created a new and fresh crack. Each crack came closer to breaking his heart.
It was almost broken now. It was barely beating now, especially after what she had just said.
"James. James, I'm so sorry." She whispered again, her voice was hoarse and breathless. Hoarse from yelling those terrible words, breathless from running to his room.
He closed his eyes, not able to bear the image of Lily standing at his door, begging his forgiveness. He couldn't do this anymore. He couldn't be in constant pain like this. He could have any girl, but the one he wanted most wouldn't have him. It was torture. She would never love him. She had said it herself, many, many times.
Sure, she was begging for his forgiveness, but that was all. He would give it, and then she would just continue to pretend that he didn't exist, unless he demanded her attention. Then she would just yell, yell how annoying he was, yell how she hated him, yell how she would rather go out with the Giant Squid. Well fine, the Giant Squid could have her. Lily Evans was all bloody his.
"James?" She pleaded. He had been silent for a while.
He opened his eyes and looked into her emerald ones. "I forgive you, Evans. Anything else?" He said flatly.
She just stared, her brows furrowed in hurt. "No…"
"Okay. Good night." He replied, backed up and slowly shut the door.
Ah, so that was really short.
Part 2 will be longer though, I promise.
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