want u around (p. davidson)

15

"What should we do today?" Pete asked as his long arms wrapped around my waist as I snuggled closer into him. We had both woken up not to long ago but we remained lying in the bed.

"Nothing I'm too tired." I mumbled into his chest. I could feel his chest move as he laughed.

"Didn't you just sleep for like 9 hours?" He asked still laughing

"Yes but I'm still fucking exhausted. I honestly don't understand how I'm not dead hungover right now." I said to him annoyed with all of his questions.

"Your cute." He said before planting a kiss on my head.

"I know." I joked

He just laughed. We held each other in quiet. Though I was still tired I was trying my best not to fall asleep. Knowing if I did I would never want to wake up. Which wouldn't be the best for my mental well being.

Eventually I moved myself away from Pete's grip to grab my phone from the bed side table where it was charging.

Lying back down into Pete's side I unlocked my phone seeing I had three missed calls from Mika. They were all from the middle of the night. I was going to call her when I noticed she left me a voicemail. Confused I clicked on the voicemail waiting for her voice to blare through my phone.

"Listennnn myaaaa I love you right but you need to break- break up with Pete. He's making your men-mental health worse. And I'm just trying to look out for my main bitch hahaha... and yo-you can be mad me but I clearly don't give a flying fuckkkk. I love him as your frie- friend not your boyfriend... hahah okay byeeeeee."

She was very clearly drunk and slurring her words throughout the voicemail. I sat there in shock. The voicemail had played out loud so Pete had been listening to every word she was saying. And unfortunately drunk words were sober thoughts, so Mika was being brutally honest.

I stared blankly at my phone, Pete hadn't said a word but he shifted his body so he could sit up against the headboard. I could feel his intense stare.

I turned to look at him speechless. I couldn't believe she had actually said that, and Pete had heard every word.

"Pete I don't know what to sa-

He stopped me before I could finish

"Hey it's okay, if thats what Mika wants to think she can. I can't stop her from thinking that. But you don't think that way so I don't have anything to worry about." He said placing a hand on my cheek.

My heart sunk to my chest. Originally I had been defending the idea that Pete was good for me and for my mental health. But recently I had been starting think otherwise. But I was too scared to say anything. Afraid that I was going to lose him.

Pete noticed my silence and hesitantly removed his hand from my cheek.

"You don't think that... do you?" He asked confused with hurt in his eyes.

I sat there in silence not knowing what to say or do. I just continued to blankly stare at him. I didn't want to think that being with Pete wasn't the best for me right now, but I couldn't help to start thinking.

"Oh." He said bluntly looking down at his lap. I could tell he was hurt at my silence. But it's like words refused to come out of my mouth. My emotions were everywhere. I was angry, confused, shocked, and sad.

I watched as he removed the blanket off of him and started to get up from the bed throwing his hoodie back on that he had taken off before going to sleep.

"Where are you going?" I said words finally finding there way out of my mouth.

I started to follow him as he walked into the kitchen in a rush. Not taking a glance at me.