Best I ever had
sequel to: the game is over
chapter 34 ♡ drew's pov

My eyes are still closed. I feel the wind blow on me. The feeling of the wind relaxes me.
I miss her. I miss her so much, I need to see her.
I need to speak to her, and apologize for leaving her. I want her so much it's killing me.
I want to kiss her and tell her how much I love her. But I can't.
I'm late.
Too late.
When I found out she's in a relationship, it broke me, every single part of me.
Without her, I'm in complete. I love her, I don't know what to do now.
"Babe," I heard her whisper crawling in top of me.
Hannah.
I groaned as I opened my eyes, observing my surroundings.
"You look tired," she said kissing my lips and gently wrapping her arms around my neck.
I pushed her away gently. She gave me look, confused on actually.
"Yeah I'm really really tired," I said trying to close my eyes. "So can you please leave me alone?"
I stared at her for a moment. Why her? Is she the one for me?
Are we meant for each other?
As I stare at her, I felt something inside of me.
A feeling of guilt.
I regret being with her. Every single day I do.
I should be with her.
She nodded slowly, clearly upset. She walked out of the room and shut the door behind her.
I'm sorry, I wanted to tell her. We're just not meant for each other.

**

"Drew," I heard Hannah whisper in my ear.
I opened my eyes yawning. It was one of the best sleep I've ever had.
"Yeah?" I turned to my left where she lay. Her face, unsure and still confused.
"I made lunch for you. Are you hungry?" she asked me, with one of her smile.
It didn't make my day. It was just a normal smile.
Simple, nothing special.
I bit my lip. I feel so sorry, so I gave in.
I smiled slightly nodding. "Yeah," I said rumbing my stomach. "I'm pretty hungry."
I felt something inside of me. Atleast I made her day, I thought.
But will this last?
This 'us' she says?

 **

I need to see her. I really need to.
I'll do everything jsut to see her. To be able to see her, touch her.
I'll do it. I'll risk what ever I have, jsut in replace for her. I want her back.
It was 11 at night, and Hannah's fast asleep beside me.
I kissed her forehead.
I covered her with a part of my blanket to keep her more cozy.
"I'm sorry," I whispered in her ear.
I stared at her, maybe for the lat time.
I put on my slippers and slowly walked out the door, not looking back.