JORDAN
This. This is what I longed for all my life. A love that crushes me but heals me too. I don't know how I could even think about hurting Roya and the guilt of breaking her will forever stay with me. I don't know what I did to deserve her, to be the one who gets to love her and receives it back too but I'm so fucking grateful.
I get it we're young. That this could end badly, but I also know that there won't be any pain involved from my side. If Roya wants anything, she'll get it. I owe it to her. I owe her so fucking much for loving me even if I did her wrong. I owe her because she didn't let me break when she was breaking.
Where's My Love by SYML plays in the background as Denver drives back home after hours of us hanging out together, doing everything from visiting Stanley Park to clicking pictures at the English Bay and eating hot dogs there, I feel a sense of fullness. The hole in my heart that was becoming evident these past couple days was now non existent.
They completed me. Both of them.
"Let me take you guys on a date," I say the first thought that came to my mind.
"What?!" Roya turns in her seat to look at me and Denver stares at me from the rear view mirror, both of their dialogues and tones same.
"Let me. Take you guys. On a date." I repeat, taking larger pauses to make it clearer.
"We heard you the first time Williams," Roya raises an eyebrow.
"Then go out with me, both of you. I owe it after I kind of ruined to last one," my expression is uncertain and my tone carries hints of fear.
"So you want to take both of us out?" Denver asks.
"Yes," I reply confidently this time.
"I'm in," Denver shrugs.
"Where will we go?" Roya asks, her eyes shining as she still stays turned around in her seat.
"Patience babe," I smirk, leaning back in my seat.
She rolls her eyes at me and turns to the front.
"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" I ask and I can see a hint of a smug smile on her lips.
"I don't know Williams, did I?" She doesn't look at me but I can hear the challenge in her tone and my own lips curl up as my eyes meet Denver's.
"Oh she's getting bold," I talk to him and he smiles, glancing at her.
"She sure is," he agrees, turning into his drive way.
"And they're back at talking like I'm not here," Roya rolls her eyes again and gets out of the car, us following behind her.
"She's literally asking for it," Denver says loud enough for her to hear as we walk up to the front door.
We share a look and then I step up behind Roya, lifting her over my shoulder as she squeals and Denver unlocks the door.
"Williams! Put me down!" She laughs in between her protests.
"You want me to put you down?" I ask her, my tone filled with fake disbelief as I follow Denver to his room.
"Ye- Williams!"
I smack her ass before she could complete her reply.
"Wrong answer Anderson," I retort back as I enter Denver's large bedroom.
"Pleaasseee," Roya pleads and Denver smirks looking at me.
"Okay," I shrug.
"Wha- Oww!" Roya tries to hold in her laugh as I throw her in the middle of the bed.
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Romance"What's stopping you from making her yours? You love her. I know you do. So what's stopping you?" I ask in genuine curiosity. Not my usual cocky tone but just me. He furrows his eyebrows and looks away like he's battling to decide if he can trust me...
