Chalter 26~ what have i done?

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Daisys P.O.V

I couldn't believe what had just happened.

Joe had just left me standing here all alone in this apartment, but who could blame him after the way I trusted him.

I knew he didn't mean what he said in a hurtful way, but I couldn't help but feel sad and emotional. I guess I just felt like I was relying on him too much. More then I had replied on anyone before.

I sat on my bed and I started to cry. I guess the cries must have been pretty loud because I heard a soft knock on my door.

"Daisy" I hear a soft South African voice say.

"Are you okay?" He mutters still standing in the door way.

I just look up at gimme standing there and burst into tears again.

"I've ruined it." I whimpered into Caspar's shoulders. "I've ruined every thing even more than it was already ruined."

"It can't be that bad, Joe won't stay mad at you forever" his husk voice was calming me down along with the way he was stroking my hair and back.

"Do you think?"I said finally looking up at him. I could feel the mascara tears still under my eyes filled with hope.

"I know so" he says with a half heart smile.

His hand slowly worked its way up to my neck playing with the little baby hairs THST fell from my bun.

His eyes were looking into my soul for what felt like a lifetime. He slowly moved his head forward and our lips meant.

What was I doing ?!

This kiss wasn't soft and passionate, it felt all hard and forced.

"Wait what about Joe" I let out taking s breath.

"What about him? He is God knows where in London doing God knows what." Caspar says quickly before he starts to assault my neck kissing along my jaw line.

"Caspar, I'm with Joe." I say trying to push him away. At first it was half hearted because the pleasure was too good. I have only been in this sort of situation once before with kian, with Joe we have only ever kissed.

"Caspar" I say.

"Caspar" I say firmly, standing up, removing his hand from my back.

"I'm with Joe. So get out" I say dragging him out the door and throwing him out of my room.

What have I done?

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