Picture Me & You- The Perfect Two

56. To The Reveals

Rome walked out of his house with a worried frown decorating his face. Last night had been a whirlpool of emotions for him, his head was a mess and now, once the adrenaline wore out, he was beyond terrified.

After all this time, he was still in love with that bastard!

Still!

What the hell was wrong with him? Why the hell was he so pathetic? Why could he still not see how bad and toxic his love for Pick was? Why, why after all this time, that bastard was still able to shake him to his core?

Why?

He hated himself for how he only needed a few cheesy lines and a shitty apology to fall back on the same track it took him and the people who cared for him a long time to pull him away from. He hated what he felt for Pick! He hated his love for Pick!

He'd tried so hard to stop mopping around, he'd tried so hard to forget but how pathetic it was that no matter what he did, he could not get over that man.

He knew Pick did not have one likable bone inside him. Not one thing! The guy was a coward, an ass, an indecisive and insensitive prick who did not have any redeeming quality, who did not possess one loveable trait.

Yet, Rome loved him!

Pathetic!

He sighed. This was not the time to wallow in self-pity. He could not get a hold of Kao. None of them could.

He stopped in his tracks when he found a nervous Pick parked outside his gate. He blinked, surprised to find the man sat against his car hood and tapping his feet nervously.

Pick hurriedly stood up and turned to him. "H-hey..." he said nervously and ran a hand through his hair.

Rome stepped closer and looked around before looking up at Pick. "Em... what are you doing here?"

"Eh... I was..." Pick sighed and looked around before looking down at Rome's face. He blinked. Oh, how much he missed looking at him!

A faint smile formed on his face seeing Rome frown at him. "How are you?" he asked, staring down at Rome with tender eyes, a look Rome was not very used to and made him look away, blushing.

"I'm great" Rome said. "Why? You came all the way here to check on my well-being?" he asked and Pick chuckled nervously.

"N-no..." Pick stuttered. "Em..." he sighed. He could not keep doing that. He could not be this nervous. So he smiled at Rome. "To do what I told you I intend to do" he said and stepped closer. Rome gave him a surprised look. "I'm courting you" Pick said softly.

Rome blinked.

Pick smiled and tentatively, held Rome's hand. "Last night... I asked you for a chance..." he spoke, eyes pleading. "Please, Rome..."

And Rome could not speak. Yes, he knows he went tonguetied, no need to judge him!

"Rome?" Pick called the frozen guy who jerked away from him.

"Huh, some nerve of you to come here, at my home!" he hissed. "Who do you think I am?" he demanded. "Fuck you!"

Pick sighed. "You're right. But... if you know me so well, you know I won't give that easy. Especially when you never did" he smiled and Rome went speechless again.

"Huh. Stop wasting your time phi, we are never going to work, I'm never going back there. Not with you!" Rome said, mentally scolding his heart to stop jumping out of his chest.

'Damn you slut! You need therapy!' his mind screamed at his silly heart.

He huffed and tried to walk past Pick who hurried to stop him.