you know the girls that got serenaded and handed roses in the nobody gotta know music video? yeah, well... that's you.
what happens when you meet back up with a boy you never thought you'd see again? and does friendship stand a chance when love is i...
"zach, of course i wanna be your girlfriend... there's kind of something i need to deal with first" i said with my head hung low, zach let out a little laugh "wait you don't have like, a secret boyfriend or something... or worse! are you secretly married?" he said with a fake-shocked expression. i hit his arm playfully and laughed "no, none of that... i actually met a guy almost the same time i met you... and after hanging out with you both, i realize i could never feel for him the way i do you" i said, my eyes finally meeting his.
he looked serious at first, but then i noticed a small smile tug at his lips. "i just need to let him know that... and then i'd love nothing more than to be your girlfriend" i said as i smiled back at him. his face got serious again "well then i hope you tell him soon, because i can't wait for you to be mine... you know, officially" he said with a sly grin on his face as he pulled me in for a sweet kiss.
we sat on the beach for a little while more and then eventually headed back and zach took me home. he kissed my goodnight before i walked into my apartment, replaying the amazing evening in my head over and over again. when i laid down in bed i couldn't stop thinking about zach, and what he had asked me... so then i text corbyn. i asked if he could come over to talk in the morning, since i was off tomorrow, and i'd tell him what needed to be said. no matter how hard it was.
-𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙮- i woke up and straightened my living room up before corbyn got here... since mae left it a mess as she normally does. it wasn't long and i heard the doorbell ring, i ran to open it to find a smiley corbyn at the door. he greeted me with a hug and even tried to plant a quick peck on my lips, but i turned and he kissed my cheek. that alone, already indicated this wasn't going to go well.
we walked into the living room and sat on the couch. i turned on the tv so there would be a little noise, but in a way i guess i was stalling. i needed to do this, and i didn't need to wait any longer. "corbyn, we need to talk" i finally said. "what's up?" he asked "i don't really know how to say this, but i- i don't think we should see eachother anymore... or atleast not in the way we have been" i said, not making eye contact
"what do you mean? i thought... i thought we had something nice going on" he said and you could hear the saddness in his voice. "we did, i just, i don't know... i just don't feel a spark" i replied. "well maybe i can do more? show you how important you are to me or we could hang out more often. i don't want this to be over, especially before it even really got started" he said sadly.
"corbyn it's not you, i promise. it's me, and if i'm completely honest... there's someone else" i said, finally looking into his eyes. i could see his hurt, and my heart broke a little... but i couldn't help how i felt. "wait, you mean there's another guy?" he asked, confused. "yes. i met and started hanging out with you both at relatively the same time, but i realized i see you both in a different way." i said.
i watched his eyes switch from saddness and hurt, to what i only assume was anger from what he said next. "i can't believe this, you're just going to stop this with us because you met another guy?" he huffed angrily "corbyn i really didn't mean to hurt you, but i can't help what my heart feels" i replied. "no you know what i hope you and him are happy... and i'm glad you wanted to end whatever this was between us.... because i wouldn't have wanted to be with a hoe like you anyways" he said, and my mouth dropped to the floor. ___________________________________
