Forever and Always (Sequel to Nothing More, Nothing Less)

Chapter 21

hey everyone, so i'm just warning you, this chapter and the next one aren't getting any less depressing... so please, i'm seriously begging you all not to stop reading. Really, i will start crying if you stop reading. It's just two more really sad chapters and then the sadness level will go down... i really hope you guys don't hate me (even though you probably already do) i'm just trying to make this story good... and i hope you don't hate it... like i'm really hoping you all don't hate me because i don't want my fans to hate me for what i write :( it'll get better eventually!! i promise you, and when i promise something, i don't break it... if it's not okay, it's not the end... okay, so i'm post and i hope you guys enjoy the chapter instead of absolutely hate me for it... okay here it is...

MAYA’S P.O.V.

            Tate walked back into the living room and sat down next to me.

            “Who was that?” I asked looking at him.

            “It was no one,” he replied quickly.

            Tate looked around for the remote and spotted it, but I grabbed the remote before he could get it first.

            “Cheater,” he said smiling.

            I laughed and turned the TV on. Tate sat down next to me and I tilted my head towards him.

            “How are you feeling?” he whispered, making me look at him. I could feel his warm minty breath on my face. I inhaled and looked into his eyes. His light blue eyes with the darker blue ring outline… they were beautiful actually. The eyes that I’ve always wanted to have.

            I shrugged, “Alright…”

            “Stay as long as you need Maya,” he whispered, “I’m here for you…”

            I smiled and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I brought my feet up and put them underneath me, moving a bit closer to Tate. Maya, you have a husband…

            I was sitting sideways almost and Tate’s hand moved to my side. I rested my head on his shoulder and stared at what was happening on the TV. His fingers started running up and down my side, just the way I loved. I sighed silently, but happily.

            We sat there for a little while longer and Tate’s hand gradually moved up higher. I sighed and tried to focus on the movie and not what his hand was doing. I felt like I was tensing up a little bit.

            I put my hands in my lap and exhaled again. What was I doing here? Sitting next to Tate? All I wanted was Harry here with me. I missed him. I wanted to kiss him and make everything go back to the way it was. Harry probably hated me though… I didn’t love Tate. I was using him. Leading him on…

            His hand moved higher and his thumb lightly grazed my breast. It was very subtle, but it happened. I felt my eyes widen.

            “Friends, Tate,” I said sitting up a little taller.

            “What did I do?” he asked smiling.   

            “You know exactly what you did Tate,” I replied.

            “No, I don’t Maya,” he said, a small laugh forming in the back of his throat.

            “I’m married Tate,” I said.