Midnight Memories

Chapter 44: I Choose You

Soooooo this happened!!! It's 12:43 my local time as I'm hitting the "Publish" button for this chapter. Coincidence? I don't think so :D

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Anyway, the next couple of chapters are going to be on Kai's POV. ASDFGHJKL are you as excited as I am? I freaking enjoy writing from his POV, really.

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Much love,

~ Mel

Chapter 44: I Choose You

The next day I watch silently through the peephole as Kai takes the elevator down with a full sports bag over his shoulder. I don't open the door and ask him where he's going, why, or when he'll be back. Instead, I keep watching him leave and I do nothing to stop him.

He's giving me a chance to choose myself. But is this really me choosing myself?

Days turn into a week and everything goes still with his absence. I attend my classes, work like a machine, still volunteer at Kind Hearts on the days I know he won't be there. I don't want to send him mixed signals and play with our hearts, or else I'd also volunteer there on the days I know he might show up.

I hang out with Rob, Snow, and Ian whenever I have the time, as the rest of the guys go MIA because of their own stuff. Everything is almost the same, but nothing feels right anymore. Not a single thing...

It feels like I'm constantly missing a piece of myself that I can't quite reach. And it hurts like hell.

I try to forget him, I try to remind myself of all the reasons I shouldn't want to run back to him, but with every passing day, my heart aches more.

I didn't think he'd get his stuff and leave for good, I thought I'd still see him around, but he left me again. He gave me what I wanted, so I should be happy. But why am I still broken?

I stare at my reflection in the mirror of this fancy gallery restroom. I'm surprised I even agreed to come to this exhibition with Natalie, but that's her. She's way too good at convincing me.

Natalie has practically forced me into my dress and then into her car, to get me on a mission like we're some spies.

She wanted to check this new exhibition, so she can decide if the works by this artist are worth being showcased at CAT.

Which, in my opinion, is completely ridiculous. This artist is exhibiting their works at a huge exhibition, with people lining up in front of the building! Of course, they must be talented enough to attract so much attention. I mean it took us almost an hour to get in.

Anyway, after we were inside, Nat TOLD me to apply a new layer of lipstick before going in, because I had a muffin on my way here, and apparently my smeared lipstick didn't go well with her mood. Yeah, that's what I'm doing here.

I straighten my dress next. I'm wearing the white dress I've got with Rob the other day. It clings to my body and reaches just a little over my knees, leaving my shoulders bare. The dress is quite pretty, if I'm being honest, except it makes me feel a little uncomfortable since I'm still not used to wearing this kind of dresses.