JUST GOT LUCKY novel Chapter 80

CHAPTER 79

CONFUSIONS

LINDY'S POV

When I woke up, it was already nine in the morning, I think.

My entire body felt tired and my eyes felt heavy for real. I think I fell asleep crying. I couldn’t forget what I saw last night and it made me wonder if he has been doing these all these time even when we were together. Harry kissing other women broke me because I was so eager to talk to him and to listen him.

I closed my eyes trying to dismiss what I saw last night from my head and telling myself that he was okay and he was getting better. He was okay this whole time and I had to worry about him being convinced that he was hurt and dying. I don’t know how they managed to get that video of him playing the piano and singing as if he was so heartbroken ever recorded. That was all staged.

I should never had come here.

"Morning."

I moved my head to the door and saw Zayn standing. I pulled myself up from the bed and remembered that I was in a jazz bar. I don’t remember how the hell I am in this room with him in it. "Where am I?" I asked.

"In my room.” He answers.

“Why am I here?”

“You were so drunk last night and I think you didn’t remember how I found you." he walks in and placed a tray of foods on the foot of the bed.

He is right, I don’t remember how he found me but I still feel bad for what happened here. I slipped myself out from the bed and fixed myself. "I don't need your help. Leave me alone."

“Lindy, you have to listen to me that it was not my intention to hurt you.” He cooed.

“It does not matter Zayn. Whether it was intentional or not, I want to go home.” I marched my way out of his room ignoring the tray of food and went back to my own suite that he booked for me. I slammed the door as soon as I entered my place and tried to convince that I was okay.

I was not fucking okay.

I started packing my things back inside my bag while my tears were beginning to fill in my eyes. I wanted to leave as soon as possible because I couldn’t take all these things that is going on right now. I should have kept my distance and stayed away so I don’t have to feel all hurt again. Tears began crawling over my cheeks while I was packing my things. I slumped on the ground while sobbing, unfinished baggage and nroken heart.

I don't wanna cry anymore. I'm so tired of getting hurt but why are my tears still crawling out from my eyes? Why does it hurt this much? Why did I still have to see what I saw last night?

I hear a ring on my doorbell. I hurriedly wiped my tears and marched my way to the door. I already know who it was but I was praying it was not Harry. I don’t know how to deal with him. As I swing it open it was the Louis and Liam standing in front of me. I stared at them angrily and stepped aside to make them enter.

They headed to the couch and sat down silently. I didn't talk to them and instead I just acted busy on packing my things. I didn’t want to talk anymore because it will only make the situation much worse than it actually is.

"You're leaving already?" Louis asked.

"I don’t have anymore reason to stay.” I answered.

"Lindy we didn't plan what happened last night.”

I didn’t want to answer that.

“We--"

"Stop it!” I was cutting Liam off with his sentence. “Just stop. I'm so tired with all of these bullshits that I am going through when I do not deserve any of this heartaches!”

“Lindy, it was never Zayn’s intention to hurt you.” Liam tells me calmly. “You have to understand the situation he is in. He feels bad about what you saw too and he is so angry at Harry for fucking things up.”

I turn to Liam, “And you have to also understand the situation I am in, Liam.”

“We know you are hurt.” Louis answers me. “But Zayn never wanted all of this to happen. It was all coincidental and if we only knew that it would end the way it ended last night, we wouldnt have had allowed Harry to leave the hotel.”

“But the damage has been done, Louis.” I answer him as I face my bag again.

"We were really trying to help you and Harry get back." Louis sounded sincere.

I grabbed my bag and placed it on the couch, “As much as how angry I am right now, I still cant find a reason to hate you guys. You were all so nice to me. I just wish you never had to lie about Harry feeling sick and all that.”

“But Lindy, Harry was sick. He was not feeling all well the past few days.” Liam answers.

"He was fine last night!” I exclaimed.

“He was drunk trying to get you off his mind. He was clearly getting all sad with what has happened with the two of you.” Liam tries.

“Can you stop taking his side? He was the one who denied me in the first place.”

Louis stand and walks towards me, “Lindy you have no single clue why Harry had to give you up. He has reasons and if you just talk to him--”

“You saw him last night!” I cut off Louis. “He didn’t look sad at all. He was kissing another girl!”

“Because he was thinking it was you!” Liam exclaims, now standing on his feet too. “Why would he go to a bar and getting himself bloodshot drunk like that? Because he was hurt Lindy.”

There was another ring from my doorbell and I was hating getting more visitors in my room.

"Now who's this." I muttered to myself while marching to the door.

I opened and it was Zayn, looking so gloomed. “Is this some kind of meeting because they’re also here?” I asked sarcatically as I walk back inside the room where Louis and Liam was.

Zayn follows me,"Lindy please--"

"Zayn don't even start with me.” I stopped him. “Look, whatever your intention was for making me come all the way here, no longer matters because I had to see what I needed to see last night.”

Zayn sighs, “Did you think I was wasting my money booking flights and hotel rooms for you just to hurt you?”

“Well you’re rich. Who knows?” I answered sarcastically.

“Bloody hell Lindy.” Zayn groans. “You are just as stubborn as Harry!”

I turn to him, “I'm through with all of you and Harry. I'm done. I'm so done being treated this way and I really appreciate it Zayn that you wanted me to come here but I saw what I had to see and I am going home.”

Zayn walks to me and holds my hand, "I have talked with Harry last night Lindy.”

“I don’t want to hear it.” I spat.

“He didn’t mean to kiss that woman. He was drunk and he was seeing you.” He tells me.

“Zayn, please. Stop.” My tears wil filling in my eyes.

“He even watched you when you were asleep on my bed and looked sorry for even fucking things up for our surprise." Zayn explained.

My mind is so confused and I really want to cry out loud but I no longer have the strength because thinking about all the things that has been happening to me is already draining. I wanna throw all the things inside this room and rage my anger all out to make me feel better. I wanna tore up this place. I wanna pull my hair out and just scream at the top of my lungs so I can escape from this pain that has been going on in my life.

"Please talk to Harry.” Zayn cooed.

I lowered my head and just cried silently as he continued, “He went out of his mind when I told him that you saw him kissing her last night."

“Then tell her that you were seeing her in Georgia and that the kiss meant nothing.”

“Christ Niall, it is not as easy as you think.” I exclaimed. "I know she won't listen Niall. After what happened last night? Do you think she'll give me a second to explain? I've hurt her again and I think it's time for me to leave it. I've caused her too much and I just can't face her. She doesn't deserve all of this." I answered.

"You can't just give up now Harold. She came here for you so prove to her that you really love her. If you won't make a move, you'll just let her think that you didn't really care. That you really wanted to kiss another woman at the bar." He said.

I exhaled.

Louis, Liam and Zayn finally arrived and joined us on the table looking all disappointed with knitted brows in the middle of their forehead.

"She's leaving." Zayn blurted.

I paused and stared at him. "Who's leaving?" I asked.

"Lindy.” Zayn answers. “Who else Harry?”

Louis shakes his head, “She's leaving tonight. You need to talk to her! Stop being such a dick!"

"I have caused her too much pain.” I answered firmly.

"Will you just talk to her?” Liam sounded annoyed, “Goddamn it, why are the two of you so hard headed?! Harry you have to be mature enough to face this. There’s so much talking on both sides but no one is doing the listening.”

"If you won't make a move Harry, you won't be able to see her anymore." Zayn says a truth.

I didn't speak.

"She's taking the last flight to Canada. Probably ten, tonight." Zayn added.

I didn’t want to answer.

“You should talk to her Harold. Make Lindy understand.” Niall tells me.

Will it change anything if I tell her the real reason why I had to deny her? Will she even believe me? Will she even listen to me? I know how hard she has been trying to heal from the first time I hurt her and I don’t know how she will be able to heal from what she saw last night.

"Hi boys."

I pulled my head up and it was Georgia who pulls a seat right next to me. She smiles at me so happily and wondered why in hell she was sitting here with us and why she is in this hotel too. She was resting her head on my shoulder and smiled at the other lads who was giving her a disapproving look.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her angrily.

"Having breakfast with my boyfriend and.. his friends." Georgia answers while playing with my curls and smiling at them.

Louis snorted. "Are you daydreaming love?"

Georgia laughs, “Oh Louis you are so funny.”

“Modest.” Zayn chimes. “They paid you, didn’t they?”

Georgia smiles, “Well I had to do it for publicity stunt. I mean the pay was good so I took it.”

“You freaking slut.” Louis curses.

“It is called business Louis.” Georgia answers. “Anyways, this was not Harry’s first time to fake a date. I mean, the only difference was that he didn’t know it was all staged last night.”

"Shit.” Zayn cursed and I turned to him instantly. “It's Lindy."