TW - Death
Five months later...
It has been five months since I even looked back at my life. I haven't called anyone from London yet but whenever I got the time, I always called Mr. & Mrs. Perry. The first time I called, I filled them up with whatever happened between me and Tom.
One time when I called them, I was talking to Mrs. Perry about her new recipe and my photos that Gucci uploaded on their billboards and social media, Tom came in to pick up his order. That was the first time I heard him, but he wasn't alone.
He was with a girl....
Later, I did find out that she was his date, can you blame him?
Yes!
SFGGKCVUTHK
I just didn't expect him to move on so quickly, it took me bloody eight years and I don't think I love him any less. There were more than seventy voicemails of Tom on my phone that I didn't open and I don't intend to.
I changed my number, my email and everything so that he would stop. I didn't block him off of social medias. He still portrayed to be happy for his fans. I saw his lives, well after he used to post them as IGTVs and he always used my guitar.
I did keep my old number sim, just in case.
"Up! Up!" Alexi said as we laid on our apartment's balcony. I giggled and pulled her on me. "Who is this?" I asked as she stared at a picture of ours from when she was almost two years old.
y/n_y/l/n - "And in this world, she's my world" Happy 3rd my darling! Sharing a birthday with you couldn't be happier.
(Imagine it's a baby about 2 years old and that it's an old picture- cause it was cute and I wanted to use it)
"Alexi!" She exclaimed as she saw herself in my screen. The door opened of the balcony and I saw my family enter in with a big cake.
"You guys!" I said as I took Alexi in my lap. We both cut the cake, and we all talked, danced, drank as I scrolled through Instagram.
its_julius - Another year older but still looking gorgeous. Happy Birthday Sister! #29
emmawatson - Happy Birthday to one of the few people I can actually tolerate on a daily basis! @y/n_y/l/n
nick.taylor - You're how old? 29? Ma'am, you can only lie in your resume not in reality. Happy 29th my sweet sister in law! Love you! ❤️🔥
The day passed by scrolling through Instagram, liking tons of pictures, commenting and crying about turning 29.
••••••
"Y/N, we're ready for you!" Wyatt said making me nod. I handed my phone to Nina and turned to the camera. It was a beach photoshoot. Taking a bunch of pictures, I headed home.
I told Wyatt to send me a picture or two, so I could upload it on my Instagram.
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y/n_y/l/n - I swear on my Gucci! @gucci #beachshoot!
gucci - best contract we ever signed! 😏
emmawatson - Yassss! Looking gooood girl!!! 😍
"No phones at the dinner table, pumpkin!" Dad warned as I looked up. "Nwo phwones awt thwe dinnel table" Alexi tried to mock her grandfather making everyone laugh at her.
"So, how's the project doing?" Julius asked as I locked my phone. "Great, amazing actually! Because of this, I got signed for another two modelling jobs, which I'll do before I start going around the world for Gucci" I said happily.
"What about your acting career?"
"It's going a bit slow, well, I'm taking it a bit slow-"
"Why is that?" Mum asked making me look up from the plate, "I don't know, I mean, I don't-"
"-Wanna face Tom" Dad completed my sentence making everyone go silent at the table. Sharon used to call my parents cause they have been friends, but I think the situation between me and Tom affected their friendship as well. "Isn't that right, Y/N?" Dad asked as I gulped.
"Yes! Yes, it is. But can you blame me? I tried so hard, to be good, to keep hope, to be a better best friend and that's all I was for him all those years! You guys have no idea about what I've been through, none of you, not you, Daddy, not you Mum, or Julius or Emma or Nick or anyone!" I snapped stood up and headed to my bedroom.
(Creds to the lovely slytherin_thingsss for this part! Hope you like it)
I slammed my door shut and dragged my back as I sat down on the ground. Tears flowed down my cheeks like literal waterfall. Ok, I'm exaggerating but I have been crying since day one, I just didn't anticipate it will be after my birthday.
(Please play the song above)
My phone dinged and I saw that Tom was live. Without thinking, I joined his live and saw him playing his guitar. I didn't care if he saw that I joined his live or not.
"Cold bones. Yeah, that's my love... She hides away, like a ghost. Does she know that we bleed the same? Don't wanna cry but I break that way" I cried more as I heard the pain in his voice.
"Cold sheets. Oh, where's my love? I am searching high, I'm searching low in the night... Does she know that we bleed the same? Don't wanna cry but I break that way" I rested the back of my head on the door.
"Did she run away? Did she run away? I don't know... If she ran away... If she ran away, come back home... Just come home" He looked at the camera, trying so hard to not cry but I know him through and through.
"I got a fear, oh, in my blood... She was carried up into the clouds, high above. If you bled, I'll bleed the same... If you're scared, I'm on my way"
He must've noticed me on his live, so he sang, "Did you run away? Did you run away? I don't need to know... If you ran away... If you ran away, come back home... Just come home" I wiped my tears, as his voice broke. He quickly ended his live and I knew he would be crying at this second.
I quickly stood up, pulled out my old sim and inserted it in my phone. Every voicemail that I didn't listen of Tom's came and I opened the oldest one.
"Alright, erm, Y/N, please pick up, we have to talk, please. I'm not giving up on you. I know you won't want me there and I can respect that. But please, call me back"
I shook my head and pressed on another one.
"I know you hate me right now, but please, please we can work this. We have went through shit, Y/N please pick up the call"
"Shorty, darling, I'm not doing any better here, just finished a live and sang your favorite song" he paused for a while, "Put your head on my shoulder... Hold me in your arms... Squeeze me oh so tight, show me that you love me too" he started singing but the voicemail cut him.
I heard every voicemail he left, this was the second to last one he did after Gucci published all of the pictures.
"I guess I was just calling to check if you were doing okay.... If you're wondering, then I'm not, life's really hard without you" he paused for a second, "I'm glad that smile's back on your face. It really suits you. People might say that you're lucky to be the face of Gucci, but they're wrong. Gucci's the one who's lucky. You're gorgeous!"
This was the last voicemail he sent before I changed my number, "Erm, I don't know why I thought that this call was any different. I knew you wouldn't pick up. I saw every picture that you posted of Alexi. I can't believe she's already so big. Tell her that her uncle misses her and also tell her that her uncle misses 'Sorty'" he said it like Alexi did, "I keep calling you because I like hearing your voice, you might've noticed that there are so many voicemails where I say nothing, it's just I fell asleep listening to your voice. Y/N, I don't know if you hear these or not, but know that I'm always here. Forever and evermore"
I started crying again, locking my phone, I laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling. My door opened and I saw my Dad. "Hey, Daddy" I said dryly as he came next to me.
"Hi, pumpkin" he said stroking my hair. "I'm sorry, I snapped, Daddy, I just..." I looked at him, "Do you think I did the right thing?" I asked as he gestured for me to sleep next to me. I nodded and rested my head on his chest as he got comfortable.
"You can love someone and still choose to say goodbye to them" I heard a sniffle from him, "You can miss someone and still be glad that they're no longer in your lives" he continued softly.
(Preach Oprah!)
"I know that I said that it'll get better and I know that nothing seems better to you right now and I've told this a lot of times, but it will. It gets better someday, it'll be a struggle but it will get better" he said as I wiped my tears.
"So, you'll turn 30 next year, Grandma" he joked earning a hit from me. We talked for hours, "Pumpkin, I hope you know that I love you and I'm so proud of the woman that you've become! You'll always be my little baby girl and I'll always be your hero. I love you so much" he said but I was half asleep at that time.
"I love you too, Daddy, so much more" I mumbled as he placed a soft kiss on my head and we both fell into deep sleep.
The difference was that only one of us woke up the next morning......
I'm sorry your dad had to die. Dear old Daddy! 🥺🥺 So, now I'm going to go cry, hope you liked it! 😭😭