Chapter 79.

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Albert's POV.

I hold her in my arms and rest my chin on the top of her head. My heart is racing on my chest like a stupid teenager in love but I don't care.

I'm tired of fighting with Emily because of that fucking Andrew or Alice even. I'm tired of thinking about my dad and about what could Lauren want to tell me before I left my house, well, my old house. I'm tired of thinking about my past, it doesn't bring me any good memories except the time I spent with my dad. But then the car accident literally destroyed my fucking childhood and everything good I had in me.

Emily saved me. I learnt to love again after losing my dad, my family and myself. She is the person I love the most in the world and can't thank her enough for everything she has done for me. I'm trying to be a better person for her everyday and maybe someday I will be worthy of her. She is my present and my future which has helped me to forget my fucked up past.

I want to make my life better. Start all over with my girl, because she always brings the good in me, a light I didn't even know that existed and I want to hold myself to that. I want to be better for her, even if that means I have to apologise to Ellen.

I'm another person now. That angry troubled boy belongs to my past, to Liverpool, and I believe that's the reason why my mum drag me here with her. To start all over. I just wished I could know more about my dad. If he's really alive, where he is and why didn't he try to contact me during the last ten years?

Is he living in Liverpool? But Lauren was alone.. If he's not with her, is he living by himself now?

"Is everything alright?" Emily removes her head from my chest and looks at me.

"Yeah, just thinking.. I need to talk to my mum." I look at her beautiful brown eyes and caress her soft cheek.

"Are you going to apologise to her?"

"Yes, she was just trying to protect me, in her own way, but she was."

"Yes, absolutely! I'm really surprised you said that," Emily smiles and I cup her cheeks with my hands pulling her closer to me.

"Me too, believe me," I playfully sigh and she chuckles.

"I'm going to talk to her after second period," I tell her and she nods.

"Then I thought we could go study in my house like the old times," I wrap my arms around her waist again and watch as her heart starts racing on her chest.

"It sounds great to me!"

**

"Albert?" My mum says as she opens me the door of her office.

"Mum, I need to talk to you," I say and she gives me a nervous smile gesturing for me to walk inside.

I stand on my feet awkwardly and deep my hands on my pockets waiting for her to say something.

"Seat, dear," My mum reaches her hand and gestures for me to seat in the chair opposite hers.

Her desk has a golden plaque saying 'Principall Ellen Ross'. I hate this kind of things. This is one of the most well known high schools in the entire country, and I couldn't give a shit less about it, but I'm sure everyone knows her fucking name so why have a stupid slab with her name on it?

I want to insult it but I'm here to apologise and not to pick a fight with my mum.

"So what goes on your mind?" My mum sits in the chair behind her desk and crosses her hands below her chin, elbows on the table. Even with her own son she has to act like she's talking with the Prime Minister. My conscious rolls his eyes and I secretely thank him.

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