The Mad Gabe

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Gabe hasn't talked to me since what happened. I think he is still pretty mad. I decide to go over to him and attempt to start a conversation. "Hey Gabe", I say. "Go away", he mumbles. "What?", I say acting like I didn't hear him. "Go away", he yells at me. "Why should I?", I ask. Instead of answering me though, he runs away. He probably was still really mad. I decide to go on Instagram. Then it hit me. Y/N gave me her phone number! I could call her! I did so. "Hello", she says. "Hi Y/N, this is James", I say. "Hi James! What's wrong?", she asks me. I missed hearing your beautiful voice, my brain whispers. "Gabe is really mad and hasn't talked to me, other then when filming because we don't want to make it weird. "Oh... about that. He let me into his house the other day and I realized none of the paint went on the towels...", she pauses before finishing. "... it was all on the floor and walls", she said. "What!?!", I say. This could not be. We put a whole bunch of towels there, but also the paint was COMPLETELY permanent. "But we put a whole bunch of towels!", I yell. "Yes we did and it still missed", she replies. "Wow, no wonder he is mad!", I exclaim. "Yeah", she agreed. "Ima apologize", I say. "Okay! See you soon! If he gets mad just text me and come right over before he murders you, ok?", she asks. "Ok bye!". "Bye", she replies. I hang up and put my phone down. I walk to where Gabe ran off to. I decide not to talk to him, but instead try to come him down with a hug. He was still flaring with flurry. He was washing the dishes. I go and hug him from behind. He moved forward from instinct and hit into the counter (which was a little sharp). "OWW, JAMES I HATE YOU GO AWAY", he yells at me clearly just taking the pain out on me. I knew he was just saying that now, but I started crying. Gabe hugged me. "W - why do y - you h - hate me?", I say stumbling over tears. "I didn't mean that, I'm so sorry", he told me. I push him away from me (yes he was hugging me through all my thoughts). He hits into the island this time. I saw the pain in his eyes, but for once I didn't care! He started crying and I just ran out of the house. I start driving to the address
Y/N set me. At a red light, I quickly text Y/N that I was coming over and she said it was no problem. I mean did already say I could come if Gabe was going to kill me and I think he actually was.

Gabe's POV
The pain was horrible. I yelled at James. We had a two sentence conversation. James pushes me into the island with all his might. I start crying and he runs out of the house. The pain was unbearable. I fall to the floor causing a loud thud. Nathan runs in. "Gabe what happened?", he asked. I tried responding. Nothing. I tried again. Nothing. I try again and this tineI manage to say "James". Nathan was shocked. "Let's get you to medic!", Nathan says.

James's POV
I have no regrets of pushing Gabe. I know I could of broken his back, but I don't care because now I have Y/N!

Y/N's POV
It had been ten minutes since James had texted me. I was starting to get worried. Just then I hear the doorbell ring. I open the door and to my surprise, I see James with tears all over his face. "What happened?", I ask him. "Gabe yelled at me that he hated me and I pushed him extremely hard into the island. And also I surprise hugged him and he hit into the counter", he replied, rushed. "Oh my goodness gracious me", I say. "Are you still friends?", I ask. "Maybe... I hope we are", he replies.

Chapter: 4
Word Count: 700

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