erin
"Sean . . ."
"I-I know. It was stupid anyways."
"Stupid indeed!" a British accent yells.
I jump, my eyes widening. I turn around to find Tom with a sheepish grin on his face.
His smile falls when he sees my expression.
"Tom?" I say, I wasn't asking anything but it came out as one.
"Yeah?"
"Get out."
"What?"
"I said get out!" my voice cracks.
I could see the hurt look on his face, but I couldn't care less.
He leaves, me sighing when the door slams shut.
"Sean, I like you as a friend. But I'm just saying, I still want to be uber mega best friends after this, okay?"
He smiles. "Yeah."
tom ((GRAB SOME TISSUES))
I let out a sigh.
I made comedy . . .
But I blew my second chance.
I run my hands through my blue hair.
I need a drink.
Sighing, I enter my car. I drive to the nearest bar, and smile.
If I can't be with Erin, I might as well drink away the pain.
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yin yang // thesyndicateproject / tom cassel au
Fanfiction"Leah, you can't force me to like someone I don't even kno-" "Bet." In which her best friend attempts to force together two polar opposites.