(Only one more day and its over, are you sad? I'm sad. I might make a sequel but I don't know yet.)
Chapter 21
Thomas's P.O.V.
I knew it, I was so right, it hurt.
Here I am, in my car in front of his house crying my eyes out. Joey, my first love, my first time, and now my first heart break.
All the sudden the sun is hidden behind clouds and it starts raining. Yep the end of something beautiful.
I sit there, staring at the rain roll down my window just like my tears. I shouldn't have thought that me and him would work. I was just a rebound, those never last.
I will go home and eat all of the ice cream in sight and watch Netflix until my eyes bleed. Wiping my tears, I put the key in ignition. A soft knock startled me. I look to my left to see Joey drenched in rain knocking on my window. I shake my head no and he writes on the window, plz. It washes away quickly due to the rain. I stare into his squinted eyes. I shouldn't, he'll just hurt me more.
I unlock the door and he sits down closing the door.
"Joey, we are over. I'm going home." I say starting the car.
"No wait, I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I do love you, I just love you like a friend would. After me and Michael's break up, I felt like I needed love to fill the parts Michael broke. I got confused, I really liked you, so I thought it was perfect. I forced myself to think we are perfect for each other. I wasn't being rational, and I apologize for bringing you into this. I just want you to know that I want to continue being friends even though our relationship is over. " My eyes caught his in the middle and I watched as he tried his best to word everything without sounding like he was just rambling. A few tears fell but he wiped them away just as quickly.
"I understand if you don't want to be my friend because I really fucked with your emotions. Just know that I didn't mean to. My own emotions were confusing the fuck out of me also." His face was so red and he began hiccuping trying to not break down into tears.
I felt everything that he said and I couldn't say anything. I was just stuck staring at him.
He stared back, his hands fidgeted in his lap, he was shaking, biting his lip. He closed his eyes and a stream of tears fell into his face before he opened the door and ran up to his steps where he fell and he curled up into a ball, his face in his hands.
The car is still open, the sound of the rain causing a headache.
The door opened and his mom led him inside. I reach over and shut the door.
Driving home was hard but I made it. The elevator was out of order so I used the stairs. Once I got on my floor, I saw Michael's door open, I stop in my tracks, not now please.
He turns and sees me, I bite my lip. He smiles at me before he look down at his phone. My legs are working now and I start walking and so does he.
"Hey," He says looking up and smiling at me as we cross paths.
What? What just happened, I thought he hated me.
That night I got a stomach ache from eating too much ice cream.
(I know some of you guys are pissed at me. Oops. But trust me, the ending is way better.)
