''When he sees me.'' Monty x Reader

• Low to high in just two days •

• Y/N Pov •

as this quiet day reached a close end i wanted to ask monty about what chica said. but i also didn't? I'm way too nervous. maybe it would be great just to say goodbye. yeah. just a simple goodbye

I walk to Monty's room and open the door slightly the room is pretty dark

"Monty? are you here?" I ask into the room

I feel a hand touch me and i jump. of course, it was Monty

"oh I'm sorry, did i scare you? didn't mean to." he opened the door to his room, "you want in?"

"well i just wanted to say goodbye for the day." i look around, it brightened up a bit with him in. there's the golf ball i used this morning on a table. "uh Monty?"

"yes, y/n?"

"why is the golf ball i used this morning here? does this have something to do with what chica said? ah you know-"

after a moment of realizing what's going on he immediately shut the door and spoke through it

"chica is lying. that's not your ball. leave."

"i just want to know monty. please."

"leave."

"please. she said you liked someone you played golf with. i just want to know"

"I FUCKING SAID TO LEAVE. GO." he punched the door and made a small indent

"I'm sorry. I'll go." and i ran away.

i ran home. it was the end of my shift anyways. god i feel so stupid. i made him angry. so angry for no reason

• Monty Pov •

"I FUCKING SAID TO LEAVE. GO." I punched the door.

then i realized what i did. please say i didn't hit them.

"I'm sorry. I'll go" y/n sounded like they were going to cry. shit.

i opened the door but they were gone. the only thing i could hear was their footsteps quickly leaving.

"y/n.." i said. they didn't hear. they were gone

I went back to my room and stared at the wall. all the words came pilling out

"i scare them. they're scared of me and it's because i can't control my fucking temper. of course i left the ball out, of course they'd come here, of course chica would say something."

I picked up a pillow and tore it apart.

"of course i fucking like y/n too. the way they watched me on stage. the way they spoke. the way they look. I'm absolutely screwed. screwed to absolute shit."

i heard a knock at the door. great someone else.

"having love issues? can't relate" Roxanne came in a sat on the couch.

"Roxanne can you leave me alone?"

"no. you need help. serious help" she looked over to the yellow ball

"you need help" i angrily sat on the couch.

"alright mr. big scary man. you like y/n, clearly.. it's PAINFULLY obvious." she crossed her arms

I scoffed at her

"well do you want to lose them because of what you did today, huh?" Roxy glared at me

"no. i don't" i looked the other direction

"I'll be your wingman. tomorrow morning. I'll bring them to my raceway. you apologize, and I'll set up something for you two" Roxanne smirked at the idea