awsten's pov
i drove down her street, my brain not even processing what i was doing. she made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with me, but i needed her. i couldn't even put into words how much i missed her since we broke up, and i knew that trying to make up with her at school was not going happen.
not to mention, today would have been our three month anniversary. i needed to talk to her, i needed her to listen to me. a part of me deep down knew that i shouldn't just pull up to her house but i had reached a point where if she wasn't going to willingly listen to what i had to say, i had to do it on my own terms and not at school.
i got to her house and parked my car up front, getting out and putting my keys in my pocket. i was shaky and anxious. i was afraid she'd scream at me to go away and that would be the last of it. the last of us, officially. but i couldn't take it anymore. i didn't need anything the way that i needed her.
i walked up to her front door and knocked. the was no answer for a few moments and i wondered if i even knocked hard enough. soon enough, however, her mom answered the door.
and, man, she did not look pleased to see me.
"hey, can i talk to-"
"no." y/m/n interrupted me and shut the door in my face.
i sighed. i should have realized that would have happened. i contemplated just giving up and heading back to my car but then i remembered what i did the last time i got in when i wasn't supposed to.
i looked at the tree by her bedroom window and just shook my head, walking to it.
your pov
"the songs on the radio are okay," i danced around my room to the beat. although i was pissed at awsten and his entire friend group, i had to admit that tyler and josh made some pretty good music as a small band. "but my taste in music is your face!"
i was still dancing around my room when i heard something outside. i ran to my speaker and paused the song, wondering if it was just in my head. i didn't hear anything for a moment so i was about to unpause it when i heard a tapping on my window.
oh he had to be serious.
i rushed to the window and opened it, giving awsten the death glare.
"why are you here?" i growled. he frowned.
"we need to talk. i know you don't want to, but i'm begging you to hear my side of the story." awsten practically begged. i sighed, contemplating whether or not i should let him in. i eventually agreed to, only because he climbed an entire tree again and that took balls considering he didn't even know if i'd let him in this time.
awsten crawled through the window and instead of plopping on my bed like he usually did, he sat on my floor.
"you wanted to talk, so talk." i said. awsten took a deep breath and then began.
"i'm sorry. i can't even put into words how sorry i am. when i first met you, i never realized how much of an amazing person you would end up being. from the sidelines, you just seemed like a quiet and pretty person. when i was at lunch with the guys, and i made that godawful bet, i knew from the beginning that it was a stupid idea. but, i didn't think much of it and i had no idea that i'd actually end up falling in love with you. of course, then i got to know you and i took you on a date. i wasn't even going to accept the money from the guys but then i remembered the record player so i used the money to buy that. i made sure the guys didn't tell you about the bet because i never ever wanted you to find out. i didn't want to hurt you. god, you mean more to me than anything in this entire fucking universe. i don't think i've ever even loved someone or something as much as you. i shouldn't expect you to take me back, because i know damn well i don't deserve you. but i don't want to go on without you, even as selfish as that sounds."
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the bet//[a.k.]
Fanfictionawsten knight. he's one of the most popular boys in your school. you're not popular but you're not unpopular either. when awsten takes a notice to you, he bets with his friends that he can get you to go on a date with him. will he be able to? and, w...