2,5 months later
"Thank you for helping out Lulu". Soraya said with a smile, slumping down om her new couch, looking around in her new house. She had just come home from the tour and had moved into the new house. She wasn't really sure why she moved, to many memories maybe.
She smiles at her. "Well you are welcome, and you know, it is a gorgeous house, but maybe you should just try calling him, find out what went wrong, it is kind of a big thing moving because your house reminds you of him".
"Lulu please stop, he made it very clear that it was just a fling to him, I don't want to make a fool out of myself". She sighed, getting over Tom wasn't something easily done. She still missed him like crazy and cursed the way it all went wrong.
Lulu shakes her head, sending Soraya a sad glance. "So have you met your new neighbours yet ? I could see that it was sold to".
"No there haven't been anyone home in there while I have been here". She said. The area she had moved into was totally new and consists of quite luxurious double houses.
Shortly after she walked Lulu out to her car, waving goodbye as she drove of. Just as She was about to walk inside a car drove up to the neighbour house, and she stopped, thinking that she wanted to be polite, say hallo and introduce herself.
No no no, she thought to herself as she saw the person unfold himself from the dark sports car, it had to be her brain playing tricks on her, it couldn't be him.
But when he stepped under the porch ligh, getting out his key she couldn't kid herself any longer, her new neighbour was no other than Tom, and she hid  behind the colounm, her heart feeling like it was on it's way up her throat.
She stood there until he had gone inside. She couldn't just go say hi to him. She wouldn't know what to say, fuck how was she supposed to do this ? Have him right next door when her heart was still hurting for him ?
Apparently she was nothing but a short fling for him, someone easily forgotten. But he had been everything to her, She had just been to slow about realising it, so typical her, she thought, not realising that she actually loved him before She had lost him and now it was to late.
Tom closed the door to his new house and put the keys on the kabinet in the hallway. He didn't really know why he had moved, it had been like some kind of pull he couldn't ignore, telling him that he needed a change of scenery and he tend not to ignore such feelings.
As he walked into his living-room he heared the front door to his neighbours house close, hey that was something new, someone being home in there. He had lived there for almost two weeks but he hadn't seen them yet.
He had to admit those last two months had been hell. He had been walking around in a daze since Soraya left, only starting to wake up a bit now, it had hurt like hell finding out that she just saw him as some charity case looser, but how could he ever think he was good enough for her ? He thought.
So even though he had been deeply in love with her, hell he stil were, even though he tried hiding it, pushing it away. He had cut the ties immediately, trying to spare himself at least some of the pain, trying to get out with his dignity intact.
But it had been the hardest thing he had ever done, he had never loved someone like he loved her, but he just couldn't go through the same heartbreak as with his ex and honestly he knew he loved Soraya more than he had ever loved his ex, so he had to get away.
He had tried to keep himself busy, working on several new projects, hanging out with friends, speending to much time on the interney. But he was actually proud, he had managed not to drink to much and he hadn't gone back to smoking, but he had to admit to binge eating ice-cream a couple of times.
His friends has started telling him that he needed to move on with his life, and he actually had a date two days later, even though he was sure he wasn't ready for anything serious, but not every date need to end with ever after.
He opened his laptop and logged on to twitter, as always he went to her profile first, checking if she had posted something. He knew it was a bit pathetic, but he felt closer to her that way, but mostly her tweets made him feel bad, honestly she didn't sound happy and she looked so tired when he saw pictures. He was getting afraid something was actually wrong with her, and he felt so bad not being there to help.
Some of her tweets had been kind of weird to, and he had sometimes wondered if she was drunk or something when writing them, but well he guessed it wasn't his problem. He was just the guy that wasn't good enough to be with her.
Soraya had hoped it would be easier to sleep in the new house, but after seeing Tom, knowing that he was just on the other side of that wall, well the insomnia was back and she had to get herself calmed down. She needed to sleep or she would go crazy, she had been there, done that.
She knew she shouldn't but the last months had been so stressful and then everything with Tom on top of it and she couldn't sleep and Henly suggested she tried it out.
She was standing on her balcony, feeling the smoke get into her lungs, knowing that soon she would be able to sleep and forget for at least a couple of hours that she would probably have to see Tom regularly from now on.
As she let herself fall down on her bed, closing her eyes, the last thing she saw for her inner eye before she drifted of to sleep was Tom smiling at her.