2. Be My Mistake

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A few weeks had passed and we'd been talking everyday. Just basic talk about work and life in general. I didn't feel like I had to hide it, but I also couldn't tell anyone, because how could I explain this when I didn't even understand it myself?

What was I suppose to do?

'Oh By the way everyone, I just thought you'd like to know that Blaine and I talk everyday about all sorts of random things, and we've never even met before'. Yeah it was going to sound weird no matter how I worded it,  and especially to Matty. Hell, even James and Alisha didn't know.

The conversation came up about his ex girlfriend 'ahh the one in the photos' I said under my breath, not that anyone would have heard me, I was alone at work running a coffee bar in a big cooperate building full of very high paid staff members, but certain times would be very quiet and I could read a book, or reply to Blaine.

'It didn't work out because she lives in America, we became really good friends first through an online gaming site and things escalated, then before I knew it, we were engaged and 4 years had passed by' Blaine explained. Then followed it with 'we're really good friends still though, she's actually meant to be coming over next month'.

There it is. The jealousy had kicked in. How could I even be jealous? It was ridiculous. Was it because it felt like the beginning of a relationship where you're grinning like an idiot and loving their compliments towards you? Was it because even though we'd never met, I felt something for him? Either way, this wasn't good for me. I needed to back off and remember I had someone to go home to, no matter how much I believed our relationship was doomed.

Maybe I felt less bad about talking to Blaine, because for so long I believed that we'd just turned into friends that live together and didn't even act like a couple anymore? It was heartbreaking to feel that way, but talking to Blaine just made me feel like I was away from that world, the one where I have to be honest with myself and realise that everything was falling apart.

He would ask me how my day was going, tell me I'm beautiful and how much he wished I was single. He was cheeky but charming, and I was falling for it, like a moth to a flame.
Matty and I were so unsociable with each other most of the time now that he would sit there doing whatever he was on his phone, and I'd be talking to Blaine, and it almost became too normal.
Matty would go to the gym for a few hours in the evenings and I would even start gaming with Blaine. There was nothing wrong with that, right? Who was I kidding, it was totally wrong, but I was sucked in and I couldn't pull myself out now.

'I want to see you' he messaged me after we'd been gaming.
My stomach did backflips, I wanted to see him too but now it felt so real. We'd be talking so often, I'd forgot we'd not yet actually met yet. I knew what I wanted to say, and yet I didn't know how to respond.
This is so risky.
'Are you going to the bands gig next week?' He followed with.
Of course I was, but Matty is in the band and how could I possibly act normal around Blaine knowing that we'd been talking and getting on, while things weren't going right between me and Matty.

I was about to respond when a message came through from Alisha asking how I was and if I was going to the show as well. I responded to her and she suggested we travel there together to save money, after all, the boys would be there earlier to set up but me and Alisha had work that day.

Blaine must have thought he scared me off with his message, but he really didn't. I was just nervous. It was like I was at school again and my crush could walk around the corner at any moment and I'd freeze and blush. But I couldn't do that at the gig, how were we going to act normal?

The rest of the week flew by, and I was nervous everyday, but excited at the same time. I couldn't wait for the gig, I always enjoy seeing the band. But Blaine was going to be there and we had to act like complete strangers, it could go either way.

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