Smosh Boys

Wes|3|

YOUR P.O.V

Without thinking I set off to find Wesley. I could feel my skin burning up it was like there was a fire underneath my skin but not exactly inside me. I spotted Wes locking the car, they all finally let Joven stop driving, the group was tired of almost dying every lunch trip. As
Wes was locking the car I left the building, and started to quickly walk towards him. Wes seemed to be tired of the between us. I could see it was draining him of his usual happy spark. “Oh hey (y/n)” Wes said in a monotone voice. I walked up to him forgetting for a second about how tall he was. He towered over me causing all the fire I thought I felt to immediately leave my body. I felt a coolness come over me, I wasn't exactly cold but I wasn't hot either, warm didn't seem like the right word either but it was as close as I could get. He seemed cold as ice it scared me seeing him this way. My body as well as going almost cold went pale, I could feel it. I wanted to cry, I was tired of being upset at him. And when I get too upset that upsetness gets turned into sadness, as it has my entire life. I stood there in silence after Wes said hi to me. I just stood there petrified, paralyzed even. I could do nothing but watch him give an awkward smile and push past me. Everything felt slow motion. I eventually gathered myself and went back to my desk. I worked late again tonight hoping that I was the last one in the office I grabbed the smosh games pillow, crawled under my desk and screamed into it as loud, hard and as long as my lungs would allow me to do without them collapsing. Then I cried, violently. Breathly cursing between sobs I finally told myself the truth. That I missed Wes, I needed him, whether I liked it or not I was attached to him and he was my entire world, I wasn't ready for that to change. I cried and screamed so much that I couldn't hear the foot steps of whoever was walking towards me. Unfortunately I wasn't as alone as I thought.