William - Louis Tomlinson Fanfic

Ch 16

♥Jamie's POV♥

What. The. Fudge.

How did William been here? I thought he's home now. And he even made me a mini heart attack that I quite thought that it’s a ghost or something like a snake or a tiger underneath those sheets and that we're probably not on the list of the things I wanted to see before I go to sleep.

"Fuck you William Tomlinson!" I said in high pitch as I clutch my hand on my chest, still, my breathing is uneven. I just wanna punch him on the face, with a brick! But, I just though... I wouldn't do that anyway.

"I love you, babe..." he winked, smirking. Oh, God, better help me with this kid. Should I bring him to the rehab already? Or, wait... no.

"Why are you here?" I frowned, folding my arms up to my chest and awkwardly standing in front of him while he's there at my bed, lying like a king or something like he owns MY bed.

"Don't you want to see me, huh?" he jokes while hopping off the bed and walking towards me. He puts his arms around my shoulders as he guides me to lie on my bed, he's now beside me.

"No." I muttered seriously. Though in my mind, I was saying 'of course, babe' but I made my decision on not telling him that. Besides, he still hasn’t told me the reason why he's here and how did he have in.

"Sassy..." is what he all said, boldly. I rolled my eyes. I heard him huffed. "Why are you like that to me? You've been having a great mood all day, but now..." I gave him a serious look.

Honestly, I don't even know why. I've felt like it was the best day when I was on his brother's house a while back, having fun with his mum, to them... but now, I don't know. I feel like I was disappointed on something I don't know.

I didn't think that I slept with my head on William's chest when I heard a phone ringing. Basically, it's not mine. I didn't have something like Bruno Mars ad my caller ringtone, so obviously it's my boyfriend's since mine is Move by Little Mix, my favorite song of these lovely girls.

I shook his shoulder to wake him up. "William..." I murmured, I repeat until he finally opens his eyes.

"What is it, babe?" he asked with a low and raspy voice. Then he heard his phone and gets his phone from his pocket. "Hey, why are you disturbing- oh, Cynthia! I'm good, how 'bout ya?" he asked over the phone. So, someone called him, and it's a girl. I felt anger boiling up on my blood. I rolled over so he's now turning my back.

"Well, hell, yeah, I'll be going down there by tomorrow..." WHAT?! "No, it's fine! I could catch up my classes, I think." he murmured; now his voice is much quieter but still that tad excited. What on earth is happening? Is he playing with me? Is that bitc- Cynthia girl flirting around with my boyfriend? I should have known.

"Uh, yeah, and yeah... sure- No problem.... Thanks for calling though... bye, see you..." I could hear this shit beside me smirking. I know that the call was ended now so it's my turn.

"So, Cynthia, eh?" I smiled sarcastically then huffed after rolling my eyes. "I should have known." I could feel my sight darkening by my anger.

"It's not what you think." He murmured as he sits up, leaning on the headboard. I sat up as well, but not leaning on the thing.

"No, William." I shouted as I grip the duvet by my hands, making myself not to slap him or stuff like he won't probably like.

He held my shoulders but I shrug then off so he just put it up in frustration. "Babe, let me explain, I--"

"No!" I shouted as a tear slipped out of my left. "Get out! I don't want to see you again.... Ever!"

"But--"

"No!" I cut him off. I don't wanna hear some of his lies. All I want now is to be alone. "Get out of my face!" He looked down, I don't know- disappointed, confused, hurt, or mad? Though, I looked away, I don't wanna see him hurt for it will only make my heart fell for it.

He huffed. "Fine." With that, he walked away by my door and shut it loud which made me flinch by the loud thud.

No, I don't want you to go.