i pick up my phone knowing the only person who could make me happy was maya.
*the messages*
me: no more
maya: huh
me: okay don't get mad
maya: what did you do this time
me: i kinda forgave phil, but only for a second.
maya: script out your convo
me: he said sorry blah blah blah, i kissed him. he said sorry again, i said sorry, he asked why i was apoligising, i said because i doubted our relationship, he got mad at that, he then explained why he didn't doubt it because he thought that he would apoligise and i would forgive him because that's what i do all the time. i can't believe he would treat me like that, or any women. just because he apoligises, what's to say that i'm going to forgive him?
maya: y/n...
me: i know
maya: you need to start thinking about yourself. you keep doing this and then getting upset, you're going to lose yourself. you're gonna get to that point where you feel like you have no one, even though i'll always be here.
me: i already feel like i don't know myself, i'm not the person i used to be
maya: and you shouldn't feel like that, you don't deserve it
me: i really want to be with you rn
maya: i miss you like crazy
me: i really need you right now, like really.
maya: i'm here
me: no, i need to hug you
maya: air hug?
me: i'm coming and you can't stop me
*end of messages*
i grab my clothes out my wardrobe and throw them into my bag that i brought to the hotel near wembley, i wasn't big enough but i didn't want to pack the suitcase. so i left a few things i didn't care about behind.
i pack up in the bathroom and carry that under my arm with my bag in the other hand. i make sure i have my phone before quickly exiting the bedroom and going straight to the main hall of st georges.
when i'm outside, i call for a taxi. i hide behind one of the boys cars making sure no one could see me.
when it finally turns up i hop in the back.
"hi um please may you take me to 15 blackendale road, birmingham." i say *fake adress*
"£30." the driver says
"yeah, er, i'll be... able to do that." i say knowing i've got no money but so badly wanting to get out of this place
he starts the engine and pulls out of the car park, he joins the main road as i lean back in my chair.
i look at my phone again and see 10 missed calls from maya, 15 texts and 2 facetimes.
i open my phone and read the messages
*the messages*
maya: y/n that's not the best idea
maya: you're not going to solve this if you come
maya: you need to stay
maya: y/n answer
maya: please don't, i miss you too but you need to stay there
me: chill, i'm in the taxi. i'll be like an hour or something
maya: y/n no
me: what the hell, thought you had my back in whatever i did
maya: nothing's going to get better you coming here, you need to stay there where you can talk to people real life
me: i've already said, me and phil are over. i don't need to talk to him
maya: yes you do, you're not ending things on bad terms
me: that's how most people do it
maya: you're not, get the driver to turn around right now
me: why do you have to be so serious
maya: for your own sake y/n!!!!
me: do you not want me there or something
maya: of course i do, you're my bestfriend. i don't know how else to say it y/n, you need to be with the boys right now. no matter how much you don't want too
me: why do you always have to be right
maya: thank you, now turn the car around
*end of messages*
"hi er excuse me." i say
"yes?" he replies
"bit of a mistake, would you mind turning around?" i ask
"no." he says
"what do you mean no?" i ask
"are you stupid?" he asks me
"excuse me?" i ask
"this isn't a taxi." he says
"what.." i say
"you'll see." he says
"let me out." i say trying to open the door but child lock was on, "no please." i scream
i bang on the windows and kick the door
"do you mind?" he asks while driving somewhere random