Changed {Martin Garrix Fanfiction}

Chapter 43

Chapter Forty Three - Emotions Is When Everything Changes 

- Martin's POV - 

"I promise." 

The words slip out of my mouth without me even thinking. Mads's glossy eyes stare into mine, with longing and worry floating in them. Fuck, why did I say that? I don't even know what to do in this situation. How am I supposed to make this 'okay'? 

"What am I going to do?" she asks, one of her hands dropping from the tight hold on my back. She tilts her head back against the door, giving me a clear view down her shirt, but I manage to keep my eyes on hers. 

"Mads, she's just shocked, she'll get over it," I shrug my shoulders though I keep my tone reassuring. Plus, I know Haley. More than I would like. Yes, she is a bitch who holds grudges but Mads is one of the only people who can stand her at this place. She'll have to snap out of it if she wants a friend. 

"I knew this was going to happen," she shakes her head, looking away and down from my eyes. She sounds ashamed which makes me angry. "God I'm so stupid," she says through her teeth, her hands now pushing my chest away from her. 

"No you're not," I don't mean to growl under my breath, it just happened. I grab her wrists, holding them tightly, but loose enough so she isn't uncomfortable. She almost freezes in her spot. "You want me to talk to her?" I ask, the idea spurring in my head just for a second. 

"Martin, no, it's fine," she shakes her head again but I can tell she is lying. She starts to try and move her arms from my hands but I just tighten my grip around them. The way she keeps looking away from me, frightens me. What's wrong with her? 

"Look at me," I say sternly and slowly but instantly, her brown eyes lock onto mine again, "It's going to be fine," I tell her again and she starts to chew on her bottom lip, seeming to be from nervousness. 

"Okay," she breathes out heavily, seeming to calm down and relax. Doubt is still present in her eyes and she feels distant. Knowing that she has comforted me in tough situations before, I can only feel obliged but to do the same. 

Quickly, I remove my hands from her wrists and move them around to her back. Almost immediately, her arms wrap up and around my neck tightly as she stands on her toes. I rest my head on her shoulder, inhaling her sweet scent that drives me mad. I feel her fingers begin to pad through my hair gently as she presses her body into mine more. Goddamn, what is this girl doing to me?

"I might stay in your room again," she mumbles near my ear and I smirk a little, a chuckle coming from me. 

"Fine by me," I answer, loosening my arms around her. She slowly unlaces her arms around me and stands back down to her normal height. The slightest smile is on her face as her eyes roam my face for a second. 

I can tell that she is into me as much I am into her. All the signs are there. I can see it in her eyes. I could have her if I wanted and I do, but I still want to protect her. Protect her from all of the bad things I have done to hurt people. I can't bare the thought of not having her here with me. She's so special and I still haven't really figured out why. Or maybe I have? Shut up Martijn, stop confusing yourself.