Bees :)

7

the next day you woke up and drowsily pulled your body out of bed. you really dont want to go to school today, especially after what happened yesterday. you try to message Ellie, but she sees the message and ignores it. she seems really pissed at you for some reason, but you cant figure out why. you message tubbo asking if hes awake and he replys immediately.
Tubbo: hi yes i am awake :)
You: ft?
Tubbo: yeaa
you start the call and say hi to tubbo before propping him up against your computer and sitting back in your seat,
"so you gonna get on the right bus today?" you joke
"well i probably should but im hoping i wont :/"
"me too"
you turn on your monitor and check your twitter.
"fuck..." you cuss seeing the picture on the screen
"whats wrong?" tubbo asked concerned
"the pictures people took yesterday are trending on twitter"
"oh"
"and they've been taken in angles... so it looks like..."
"it looks like what?"
"well, its better if you see for yourself."
you tag tubbo in a few of the posts. then sit back and curl your knees up to your chest, waiting for his reply.
theres silence for a few minutes as tubbo finds the posts and sees what you meant. he sat back in his seat, and his face was blank.
"tubbo?..."
"yea.. i know"
"im sorry tubbo."
"why are you sorry?"
you stare at one of the pictures of you and tubbo supposedly kissing and sigh.
"i don't know. i just feel like this is my fault"
"WHAT?!" tubbo exclaimed
"whats the matter?"
someone even got one of us in first aid hugging!"
"what the hell. thats just invasion of privacy and-"
"THEY PUT #HECOULDDOBETTER!!!"
you stay silent. not knowing what to say.
"y/n?..."
"yea im here, sorry i just don't know what to say"
"just so you know, i dont agree with them."
"what do you mean?"
"i couldn't do better. i wouldn't even deserve you"
"tubbo, just because your my friend doesn't mean you have to say that..."

TUBBOS POV:
"what do you mean?" y/n asked
"i couldn't do better. i wouldn't even deserve you"
"tubbo, just because your my friend doesn't mean you have to say that..."

friend. right. you were friends. nothing more. you couldn't be anything more. or maybe?... no. you couldn't. it would never work.

YOUR POV:
you quietly wait for a reply.
"what if i meant it."
"what?"
"if i meant it, what would you say."
"i- tubbo..."
"sorry i shouldn't have said anything"
"no its okay.. i think... its best if we stay friends for a while... having us actually together would make things even worse."
"right.."
you can't keep back the tears that have been threatening to fall since you saw the pictures. you bury your head into your knees and sob quietly for a minute.
"y/n?"
"im sorry tubbo.. i have to go. ill talk to you later"
"oh okay-"
you end the call cutting him off mid sentence. you turn off your computer and email your school telling them you have a stomach bug and cant be in school. you then power off your phone ensuring no notifications could come through, and collapse onto yoir bed and sob openly. its a good job your mum isn't home because you would have to explain the whole thing again to her and you jusy weren't ready for that yet.

TUBBOS POV:
"y/n?" you ask tentatively
"im sorry tubbo.. i have to go. ill talk to you later"
"oh okay-"
she ended the call, cutting you off mid sentence.
"-bye.." you finished
you powered off your phone not wanting any contact right now. you spin round in your chair to face yourself in the mirror at the end of your hallway. you get up and walk towards it. your crestfallen face getting bigger and sadder the closed you got. you sit on the floor in front of the mirror. you stare at yourself and realise what is gonna happen on twitter now. how this is going to make y/n feel. how horrible this is. there was no stopping it. now the damage had been done and what was going to happen was inevitable.
you grab your phone and run upstairs to your room.
you restart your phone and call in sick to school. not wanting any human contact except y/n, although it seems she is too upset to talk. you fall backwards onto your bed and sigh heavily. this wasn't going to be easy.