Desire C.B

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A/N: "in in" is not a typo. I wrote it like how you'd speak. He means really far in - You'll see when we get there. I just didn't want to get comments about it

*Leighton's POV*

"I can't believe we just did that" I breathed out, covering my face with my hands.

"Do you regret it?" Colby asked and I shook my head.

"No, do you?" I returned the question and he sighed.

"Undecided" He replied, catching my attention.

"Undecided? What the fuck does that mean?" I quickly asked, suddenly rolling over to face him out of shock.

"It means.. well.. Leighton, you're leaving" He said, as if I didn't know that.

"Yeah?" I muttered, confused.

"And we just did something we can't take back" Colby continued and I mentally sighed, rolling back onto my back, covering my face with my hands out of annoyance.

"Oh my god" I groaned, frustration making my chest tighten.

"What?" He asked, as if he didn't know why I was annoyed.

"Seriously?" I grumbled, turning my neck to look over at him.

"What?" he asked again and I sighed, sitting up, my shirt clinging to my stomach above my belly button, myself quickly shoving it down before he could notice.

"Unbelievable" I groused, slipping out of his bed and standing up, stumbling slightly at the pace of movement.

"Leigh! What's wrong?!" Colby asked loudly, my steps getting quicker towards the bathroom.

I shut the bathroom door behind me, leaning against it as my chest moved rapidly.

"Leighton?" Colby knocked, startling me slightly due to how close proximity the noise was.

I could feel my eyes sting as my waterline threatened to collect tears, my throat closing as I tried to breath.

He regretted it.

I shouldn't have pushed him.

I just.... how could he regret it?

I opened my eyes to walk over to the mirror, only to feel the water spill over and create a streak down my face.

Before it got too far, I quickly wiped it with my pointer finger, taking a deep breath, hoping to get rid of the burning feeling in my chest.

"Leighton? Please open the door" He begged, knocking again as I turned on the faucet.

"Give me a minute!" I called back, wanting the pressured feeling to stop.

I took a few minutes to collect myself, hoping my spiraling mind would calm down so I could open his bathroom door.

Once my nimble fingers twisted the lock, Colby immediately opened the door.

"Please talk to me" he begged and I frowned.

"Do you think I'm just going to shut you out?" I grumbled, offended by the urgency of his tone.

I just wanted a minute to be alone...

It's not like I had anywhere to run. I was trapped in his bathroom after all.

Colby's once soft featured face hardened as he argued back; "You quite literally shut me out" which made my lips automatically purse, not knowing how to reply.

"I'm sorry" I told him softly, "I just wanted a minute" I explained and he nodded, leaning against the doorframe. 

"What just happened?" He questioned, my arms crossed over my chest as I leaned against my hip on the bathroom countertop.