As I got some comments on the last chapter, I thought I may swell write a second part to this.
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It was about three hours after you received that message of Peter and you swear nothing had crossed your mind since. You wanted to reply but had no idea what to reply. you have couples message drafts on your notes and you feel like none of them are right.
But you aren't a horrible person, you can't let everyone know dis darkest secret surely, you know you would regret that. but then where was the respect for you, but deep down no matter how much he hurt you, you just knew you wouldn't be able to tell anyone.
You then picked up your phone and went straight onto his messages.
'Peter I think we need to talk in person and just get this cleared' that the only thing you felt like you could say over message so you sent it. you always felt feelings never came across over message and they can also be read wrong, which can make things worse.
You placed your phone down on your bed and stood up as you walked around your room trying to distract yourself, but you have never wanted to receive a message more in your life. You didn't know how to feel as this could go one of two ways. He could just say no, never talk to me again or yes and you meet and he still says he doesn't want anything to do with you. so realistically, you aren't winning either way.
But even if he did say yes, you don't even know what you would say. you feel like you melt when you see him, he is everything you would ever want and the worst thing is, you can't have that. Anything could come out of your mouth, you feel so vulnerable, its like he has power over you. no one has ever made you feel the way he does, and you feel like no one ever will.
As you were looking out of your window at the darkness, your phone buzzed and you swear you had never grabbed it so fast. And there it was, a message from Peter.
"Meet me at our spot in 20" and that was all it said. your body flooded with emotions, were you happy? scared? nervous? excited? you didn't even know, but you had to go.
you just kept on what you were wearing but touched up your makeup just a little so it looked fresh then sprayed yourself with some perfume. It took you about ten minutes to walk to where he wanted to meet so you needed to leave soon. But the fact that he still calls out 'our' place, he knows there was something between us.
You grabbed your jacket then placed your phone in your pocked and made your way downstairs.
'Mom I'm just going out to meet couple of friends, I won't be too long' you said as you hoped your head into the living room and she smiled at you. 'Okay don't be too late' she said as she took her attention back to the tv, luckily for you, she was chilled.
You walked to your front door and grabbed your shoes from the side and slipped them on, then out you walked of your house. As you shut your door, something mentally hit you. It's like a rush of anxiety filled your body, you were scared what he was going to say. Was if he just tells you all the things you never want to hear, you just did not know what to expect because if he can hide the fact that you two ever had a thing, which you knew was serous, he could say anything.
Your walking was speeding up as the stress was flowing through your body. its just the fear of the unknown, you just do not know what he would say.
You knew you were approaching the place and your breathing increased even more, and you didn't even think that was possible. You seen a figure in the distance, which at 8:30 at night, it must be Peter.
Seeing him kind of put you at ease if you weren't thinking of the reason why you were here. But as you got closer and see him more dude to the light shining on him, your heart was melting and you felt like your legs were going to fall below you. You fucking adored this boy.
