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"What the hell are you doing here Edward? " I shouted. My instantaneous reaction on seeing him was anger, hatred but deep down somewhere it was love and similar feelings which I couldn't face at that time. I say "Why have you come here? To hurt me? Go away from my eyesight or else..." I sniff. He interrupts me "Or else what? Tell me please. I am dying to know" I could bet upon my life that he knew what I was going to say. I say it in an almost inaudible voice "Or else, I'll fall in love with you again. Everything you did…"
Before I could continue he interrupts me again "Could you please speak a little loudly. I seem to have gotten little deaf in the past 5 years" I hate him, I hate him so much. Here, I am trying not to cry and he is irritating me. I say, "Only when I thought I had finally gotten over you, I had finally forgotten what you did to me, you had to…you had to come back to my life. To irritate me, cheat on me." As soon as I said cheat, his face lost the friendly appeal, the irritating look that I had fallen for. It was replaced by a guilty look, the look that I hated so see on his face. I'd liked him cheeky and naughty, not guilty and mysterious.
He says, "I didn't cheat on you, it was just a misunderstanding. I still love you and will love you forever."
My, how much could I lie? I have not got over him and will never forget him. But now I didn't want to repeat what had happened 5 years ago. I reply, "Yeah, say that again and I'll probably believe you. Just because you want to go to bed with me, you love me." My, I didn't know I could be so cruel. "No. It isn't like that…"he tries to say something but I interrupt him.
Are we playing the interrupt game today? "I don't care how it is or what it is. It is just over. Finished forever. Pls go away from here. From my life from my house." He fumbles for a moment, his eyes as if he would cry.
I like it when he is so vulnerable. Or... I used to like it. Ugh…I can't decide on what to say. Think I'll go with present tense.
The next moment his vulnerability gone, he says, "Well, It's my house too. 'We' brought it together," stressing on the word WE. God I hate him for that. "So…" I say half shocked, half knowing what he would say. My guess was not wrong. "So" he says "I have as much right on this house as you have on it." I groan. I don't understand why has he come back to my life, come back to me. I request, almost beg him, "Please! Go away. You have another house to stay at. I don't. I sold my house for this house. Please go way."
I sniff and not being able to control myself, I brake down, start crying like a child. He, as always was calm in situations he shouldn't be. Boys usually stay away from crying girls. He helped me up and took me to my room. Then, giving me a glass of water, he requests me,
"Let me stay here for the night. I want to clear all misunderstandings. If you want me to go the next morning, I'll surely go. But let me stay for the night. And…" he takes a deep breath and continues in an almost inaudible voice that he thinks I cannot hear. But I can, being an expert at muttering inaudible stuff myself since he left me. "I love. I love you very much. Not just because I want to go to bed with you. But given a chance, I'd surely like to go."
He grins and blushes looking at me. I decide to play along. "Why are you blushing like a maniac?" I ask him. He is embarrassed. He should be for what he did to me. "Look, Ed," I whisper. "You can stay with me in my room." I then add hastily, "but on the couch that is there." I pause then continue, "I'll let you stay without any explanations. Please don't open old wounds."
I look at his face and then continue, "Don't think that I'm letting you stay because I love you. I'm letting you stay because I owe you for helping me five years ago. I'm letting you stay because this was once your house too." I pause and then look at the expression on his face.
Yes! That got him for what he did to me five years ago. Yet I'm not sure that expression is due to shock or happiness. I say, "I'm going to my room to change. Do whatever you want to." I walk away, only to remember what he did when I told him not to follow me back those days. I add on, "except for following me back to my room. You know I know you better than anyone except your mom."
A/N- This is my first fanfiction. The next chapter has been planned out. Pls review if u like it. do not hate me if there is any mistake or if u hate the story.