𝗗𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱𝘀 - 𝗠. 𝗠𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 | ✔︎

𝟭𝟯. ➪ 𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗜𝗻 𝗜𝘁 𝗪𝗮𝘀...

"Why are you calling me Amelia?" I ask in a somewhat intrigued way, not really knowing why the girl would call me. She sounds a bit upset, which Im not really fond of, especially after what just happened with Mason. Maybe he's told her his side of the story, which might make me seem like the bad guy. I try not to think of the scenario. After all Mason won't do that to me, not even when he's drunk.

"To ask if you're okay. Mason called me upset, but from what I can hear he's the one who caused it." She honestly confesses, which leaves me taken aback a bit. Seeing she's Mason's best friend I thought she'd call on his behalf. Instead she truly cares, not only about me, but also about her best friend.

"What has he told you?" I ask. He might've switched the tables, even though I know he wouldn't. He isn't someone who would lie about things to other people, but the possibility couldn't be counted out, especially since he's drunk.

"He was, surprisingly, not keen on talking about it. Most of the time when he's in a conflict with someone he tells me literally everything, but now he was just silent and told me you two had fought. He only does it when he knows he's wrong, hence why I'm calling you." Amelia clarifies. It lifts a weight off my shoulder I didn't even know I was carrying.

"Well, things didn't go as planned. He showed up half an hour late, being all drunk and stuff. He barged into my apartment and when I wanted to have dinner with him to discuss our future he neared me, a scent of women perfume swirling around him. It was clear he got drunk and at least made out with someone else before he entered my apartment, especially since his lips looked swollen too, so I showed him the way out." I explain towards Amelia, who can only let out a defeated sight. It leaves me worried, all because she's known Mason for a longer time than I have, way longer.

"You can't blame him for this reckless behaviour Zoë. Can we meet up?" She gently asks, the point coming across. It's hard to talk about personal things through a phone and even though I didn't know Amelia for a long time, the fact she asks makes me feel like she's thinking on the same wavelength. I give her my address and quickly hang up on her after, only for my buzzer to go off 15 minutes later. She stands there with two ice cream tubs in her hands, which she puts down soon enough to engulf me in a warm hug. We hug each other like that for a long time before the two of us settle on the couch, eating our ice cream with spoons I'd gotten from the kitchen.

"So, basically I've come all the way down here to tell you that you can the mad with him. He acts this way because he's anxious, Zoë. I'll tell you something, he's never met someone like you. Someone who plays hard to get, someone who values herself, someone who's independent or resistent. He's used to have it his way. He's worked hard, for everything he owns, but as soon as he got a bit well known life became easier for him. He has money, girls, game, everything." As she pauses to eat a bit of her ice cream I put myself in Mason's shoes as I think over the word Amelia told me. It must be hard dealing with everything regarding us, especially since I'm someone who isn't that easy to concur like Amelia said.

"He's never been more into someone than you Zoë, never. I recall a day after he'd met you, I'd say some days after. He came over after training and ranted on about you the whole evening, without even knowing much about you. He's struggling Zoë, because you're different. He still has to figure out how he'll concur your heart, and up until then he's lost. He isn't in control of this. I'm not justifying anything seeing it's a wrong move, but it's his way of forgetting about his failing attempts of having you for himself. It's his way to let it go for just a split second. It's his remedy, which comes along with consequences. Tomorrow he'll apologise and go on his knees for you, I already know it, but please don't give him a hard time, he's really trying."

As she's finished my brain spends over hours thinking already. He doesn't deserve this, especially since he's putting so much effort into it all. I only just realised that the way I've been acting all along must be difficult to deal with, but also that I haven't even given him a fair chance, blocking him out before our journey even began. I've hurt him, upset him, but most importantly lost him, even though I never had him. The amount of effort he's done for me is unmatched and it's a one in a lifetime thing which I've been turning down for the last couple of weeks now, too busy with trying to show him that I'm not on his level.

"He's done so much for me Amelia and I've been so rude to him all along. I've literally told him I'm open to see other guys while being on a date with him, who does that? Something heartless like that? I've told him he's way out of my league, which is true, but not a reason to block him out. I've been horrible to him, I've accused him of everything while it was me who's been ruining this all along, it was me." I say as I'm now sobbing in her arms, staining her shirt with tears. rocks me back and forth in between her arms, a way of trying to comfort me. We sit like this for a whole hour, the tears streaming down my cheeks.

"You know what we'll do? We'll win him back, you'll win him back, and a plan will be made this same evening. We'll stick to it, you'll stick to it, and he'll be just fine okay. You guys will be fine." She reassures me. I agree with her, if I wanted this to work I have to take action, and quickly too.

This same night me and Amelia come up with the master plan of winning Mason back as the two of us sip some coffee to keep ourselves awake. We think, come up with ideas, note them down and forget about them up until we've created the perfect way of winning him back. It seems like my best shot if I wanted to make him mine before anyone else snatched him away.

I thank Amelia for her time as the clock hits 4AM, the two of us waving goodbye to one another after sharing a loving, firm hug. I close the door behind me and slide down the door again, this time an exciting feeling flooding through my veins.

I'm about to make Mason Tony Mount mine.

-Dɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ Wᴏʀʟᴅs-