A Royal Love Story

Chapter 17 - I'm not talking to him

The first week back to work was busy, very busy. There were new teacher starting and old ones finally leaving. I was now officially ‘Head of Girl’s Games’ at the school now, which meant I had loads more to do than I did. I was also teaching GCSE P.E for the girls, which meant I had a lot of marking, and lesson plans to do. It got Harry out of my head anyway. I also found out John, my best friend was starting at the same school. I thought it was great to be working with him, besides, he knew what happened in America with me and Harry, so he understood, and now the only thing I needed was someone who understood.

One night, this must have been mid-February, I was sitting in bed. I saw holding the watch and the necklace Harry had given to me for Christmas. I just looked at them and cried. This was the first time since New Year’s Day that I had cried over Harry. All I could remember was the good thing harry and I had done for me, and the things that we had been through already. I missed him. I could never take him back after what he had did to me. A few weeks ago, I was adamant that I was never going to talk to him again, but what had changed? Just then, I heard a knock at the door, it was John.

“Hey, Soph, sorry it’s late, can I come in?” He seemed nervous, something new for John.

“Yeh sure,” I let him through and he went straight to the sofa.

“Um, Soph, I have a few things to tell you.” I looked down at Diana’s watch, now on my wrist. I’m sorry Harry. John carried on, “Soph, it has taken me a long time to realise this, but I like you, really like you. I know we have been through some real bad times together, but this time I’ll make it up to you. I promise.”

I was speechless. I never thought in a million years that he would like me again; after all, he was gorgeous. Tall, dark hair and handsome. Completely different to Harry. “Um, John, I don’t know what to say.”

“Oh crap, I’ve blown it haven’t I?” I leaned in to kiss him. I needed someone who would treat me like a princess.

I pulled away, still with my eyes shut, “You definitely haven’t blown it John, I just never thought you would like me again.” What was I doing? Didn’t I just think I still loved Harry? No, I don’t. He kissed that bitch right in front of my face, that wasn’t going to change.

“Are you kidding? I have liked you ever since we split up. You are the most beautiful woman in the world Soph, I treated you like an asshole before, and I deserved everything you threw at me, literally.”

We both burst out laughing. When I ended it with john, I wasn’t too happy with him, to put it nicely. I decided to throw every damn thing I could find at him. Literally. “John, thank you for being there when everything happened with Harry. If you weren’t there, I don’t know what I would have done.”

“Have you spoken to him since New Year then?”

“Um, actually, no. he’s come round here a few times and tried to get me to open the door so we could talk, and he’s tried to phone me but I’m not talking to him yet. It’s still raw, you know?”

“Yeh, I get it. I understand.” Just then, right on cue, my phone buzzed, it was Harry.

The text read, ‘Hey Soph, I hope you’re alright. I’m sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking. You’re right, she is a bitch. She used me and spat me back out. She’s with one of my best friends now. I guess the jokes on me huh? Keep everything I gave to you. They’re yours now. Please, when you’re ready, can we talk? I miss you Soph. I will love you forever. H xxxx’

I read it, and nearly cried. I knew I couldn’t because John was there, but if he wasn’t I would’ve been bawling my eyes out by now. “Soph? Was that him?” John asked, seemingly worried. I nodded and I handed him my phone, so he could read what Harry had just sent to me. My head was everywhere. Once he had read the text, he shut the phone and turned to me. “Soph, answer this honestly, do you love him?”

“No, well, yes. I don’t know. I can’t get out of my head the fact that he kissed her right in front of me, but then I think about all of the things we did together, and I like him again….. John, help me. I don’t know what to do.” I cried into his shirt. I couldn’t keep it in anymore.

“Come on, let’s get you into bed, you need some sleep.” He got me up off the sofa and we headed to my bedroom.

“John, can you stay? I need someone tonight.”

“Yeh, I’ll be there for you sweet. You know that.”

“Thank you.” We got into bed and I just lay there, resting my head on John’s chest until I fell asleep. I just needed someone to cuddle, and be there for me. At the moment, John was that person, and Harry was an unanswered question.