A/N: Sorry for not updating for so long. I'm writing new chapters and posting them all tonight ( one for every story) Please read and review and I'll try to get more up ASAP
LIFE DOESN'T ALWAYS GO MY WAY
Lily's PoV:
I buried my head in my pillow as I wept again. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I just forget him and move on? I knew the answer, I needed him. I loved him, still. But yet, I hated him. Hated him for what he put me through.
I sat up, hugging my pillow to my chest and I burrowed my head into the fluffiness of it. Maybe, I thought, I should talk to him. Fix things, tell him the truth. Yes, I decided, that's what I would do.
But not now. I couldn't bring myself to do it. I knew in my head and my heart that if I didn't do it now I never would but my feet wouldn't allow me to move. My head wouldn't allow my feet to move. And I knew my heart wouldn't allow my head to tell my feet to move.
I didn't want to get hurt. I was scared, scared of love. Scared of feeling that wretched heartbreak all over again.
I had managed to stand but after coming to this realization, I was back a square one. I had collapsed down onto the ground, wrenching sobs escaping my mouth.
'Why' I asked myself. Why had I fallen in love with my best friend.
I could still feel the salty tears running down my face as it became harder to breath. I could taste the tears in my mouth. I had to pull myself together but I couldn't. I couldn't breath, I couldn't move, I couldn't think. My body was paralyzed, so was my mind.
All I could do was feel. Feel the heartbreak and sorrow inside of me. I could feel my broken heart aching to be comforted by the love of my life. I felt it inside of the though that it wasn't going to happen.
My mind began to work again and it was swirled with thoughts. No, I couldn't talk to him. Not now, not ever. The thought of never being on good terms with James Potter again made my heart hurt again. I needed to fix things, but I couldn't. It hurt to much to see him, but it hurt to much to not see him.
I was so confused as I stood, using my bed as a brace for myself. The sobs continued to escape my mouth, no matter how hard I tried to stop them. I felt nauseous as I tried to head to the bathroom. I was going to be sick.
I tried to walk but I couldn't. It hurt to much. I braced myself at the end of my bed as I felt myself get lightheaded and fall to the floor. Everything went black and I couldn't feel anymore. The pain was gone.
James PoV
I raked my hands through my hair like I always did when I was nervous. I need to talk to her. I need to tell her, tell her that I loved her but I was to scared. She hated me and my life was a mess.
What was the point of telling her just to get hurt again?
Just to get into another fight with her?
Just to feel horrible inside?
There wasn't one. There was no point and so I told myself that I had to get over Lily Evans and that was that.
A/n: I know it short, sorry guys. I'll update asap. Please Review.
