Chapter 283
LILY’S POV♡
As soon as we entered we were knocked with the scent of freshly baked chocolate cookies. My favorite.
I gave a cheeky smile to mom who was returning my warm smile with one of her own. The aroma had my belly rumbling and an embarrassed blush it up my checks when I noticed Niall and my mom laughing.
We walked more into the small but comfortable house that had a homey feel to it. It was just like I remembered. Arts and Diy homemade crafts hung on the grayish blue walls. The white sofas were around the wooden centerpiece table that had a bunch of wild flowers in a vase.
The television wasn’t huge but it was a good enough size to watch entertainment shows. There were also some picture frames decorating around the living room area. Some were mostly pictures of mom and I but there were at least two with my dad. One where they were a happy couple and one of my birth where he was present. Sometimes I wonder why she still has them up after all those years.
I stared at the picture frames in contempt. My mom must’ve noticed because she cleared her throat making my head snap towards her.
“Why don’t you guys go and freshen up and then we’ll eat some cookies?” She asked. I just nodded, still a little irritated from seeing those darn pictures,
“Sure, miss Collins. By the way, you have a lovely home!” Niall told her, trying to ease the tension.
“Thank you Niall, it means so much! But all thanks to Lily though, she’s the one that decorated the place.” She beamed.
“Yeah and I’ve seen that you’ve left everything the same.” My words held a double meaning to them. One where only mom and I knew. I was referring to the old pictures of dad.
“Well, we should go and freshen up so we can eat those cookies!” Niall said, breaking the awkward silence.
I nodded before showing him to the guest room. It was plain and small, but still perfect and comfortable, and don’t get me started on the soft bed. It also had its own bathroom so Niall and I didn’t have to worry about sharing one.
I left Niall to get settled in and went to my room. It was just how I left it from the last time I visited. My room was a tad bit bigger than the guest room with cherry pink painted walls. The flowered curtains blocked the sunlight from coming in and I went over to open them.
My bed was a suitable size for my small frame and I smiled when I noticed that mom had changed the covers. Well at least one thing changed.
I laid my duffel bag on the bed and started unpacking. The closet had some clothes I had forgotten last time and I thanked god that I didn’t pack much.
When I was done putting away the clothes I walked over towards my white wooden desk. Many books were stacked upon one another leaving little space to write. I took out one of the books that had always intrigued me. It was my elementary school yearbook.
Even in elementary school, I didn’t have any friends and Asher’s bullying didn’t help either. I didn’t know Rose and Noel back then. No one signed it and that made me feel miserable, but then he signed it, the guy who bullied me. I was expecting him to write something hostile like he usually did.
I remember him taking it from me after he and his friends threw a bucket of worms and mud on me. The next day he returned it alone and with a secret wink he sauntered off. I was puzzled and more nervous to open it, but then I saw where he had signed and my heart leapt at the words.
You’re perfect♡ He signed. At first I thought it was a prank or something to tease me but then he never brought it up. It was as if he didn’t want anyone to know what he had written. It confused me so much then but now I’m guessing that he was giving me little hints that he liked me but I was too naive to realize.
I closed the yearbook with a secret smile. That boy sure was something else. I grabbed my phone and dialed his number, chewing on my nails as I waked for him to answer.
“Hey baby!” His deep voice answered.Not correcting him for calling me baby I smiled at hearing his voice.
“Hey Ash, umm I just wanted to tell you that I’m not at school, I’ve gone home. I might be staying here for a week.” I told him.
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“Oh, okay.” He sounds disappointed. Hic once thilled voice was now a low murmur, it made me feel guilty for lowering his spirits
“What are you doing for summer break?” I asked, trying to make conversation when he was silent for a while
“Well I was going to my parents home this week, I’m actually packing right now” He said, dejected.
“Oh.” I was unsure how to answer that. Asher’s parents and I don’t get along so there was no way I could tell him to greet them for me. They probatly would curse me out.
“Hey, I know that you’re a little far from me right now but I was thinking that I could at least call you everyday to check up on you?” He asked, nervousness seeping from his tone.
“Yeah, that’s not a problem, you can definitely call!” I answered quickly, maybe a little too enthusiastic. He let out a little laugh before saying okay “ru let you finish packing.” I told him.
“Okay baby, I’ll call you later, stay safe.” His voice was back to being ecstatic.
“Bye Asher.” I breathed out before hanging up.
My belly grumbled, making me realize how hungry I am, even after eating so many chips. I went to go freshen up and quickly went in the kitchen when was done.
Niall and mum were already munching on the cookies, making me give them a glare for eating already without me.
I sat down on a stool and took at least half of the baked cookies and started eating them.
They were warm and melted in my mouth. I let out a moan of pleasure as I gulped down on all the cookies.
At that point, mom and Niall were looking at me, both mouths hanging open in astonishment as they watched me chew on the cookies.
When I was done, though, the nauseating feeling returned and I jumped off the stool to vomit in the sink.
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