Him
(A/N) I wrote this last night, mostly because of my ex.
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I was just walking through the shops with Alice when I saw him.I haven't seen him since we broke up; it's only been a month but feels like a lifetime. He's with his mum, he is in his work uniform, and he looks restless. I stopped walking, I feel my heart betting faster than usual, and my breathing becomes uneven. I'm frozen to this spot; I can't tear my eyes away from him. He looks straight at me, I feel like he can see through my soul. He's just staring at me, doesn't do a single thing. I can feel Alice's hand on my shoulder; I can see out of the corner of my eye her head turn to see what I'm looking at. His mum looks over here, she gives me a sad smile. Somewhere in me I mange to make my lips form into a smile. I eyes go straight back to him and my smile drops. Everything comes flooding back, it's too much for me to handle. I feel a tear going down my face, I wrap an arm around me and I stumble backwards. I start to walk the total opposite direction we were at. I look back at Alice and she's staring at him, his eyes are on me though. I can see the hatred in her eyes she has for him, both of her hands are fisted, ready for a fight. She starts to make her way towards his direction. I panic; my eyes go wide with fear. I quickly grab her hand and pull her towards me.
"Alice, please don't" I chock out; I can feel my hands starting to tremble.
She gives me a soft look, looks back one more time and she walks me around the corner, out of his sight. I sigh in relief.
I lean against the wall, putting my hands on my knees, trying to calm myself down.
I wipe the tears away; he's not worth my tears! I take a deep breath in my attempt to calm down and stand back up straight.
I walk about the way we were before, I feel Alice's worried glaze on me, I give her a smile to reassure her that I'm fine, but when really I'm not.
I don't see him; I feel a little bit sad, but continue walking the same way. Just when I get to the corner I feel someone's eyes on me, I look up and see him, I'm surprised at what I see, he looks broken, lost. Like me…
He lifts his hand up and places it over his heart.
"I'm sorry," he mouths to me; I see a lonely tear go down his face.
He gives me one last look, I see regret, sadness but most of all love.
And that was the last time I saw him.
The end.
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