Love You :) (Jahvie)

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Jayy's POV

Jeffree pulled away from me when Dahvie left the room.

"He looked extremely upset." Jeffree whispered. I nodded, finding it hard to speak.

"Jayy?" Jeffree whispered, his voice close to my ear, and he placed a slim finger under my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"Yeah?" I asked. He stared at me, most likely seeing all of the emotions in my eyes.

"I can tell all of this is getting to you. I get it, you don't like seeing the hurt look on his face. But how many times has he hurt you by doing absolutely nothing? By rejecting you without even knowing it? By using you for fun, then acting like nothing happened?" Jeffree listed, and I knew he was right.

"Just stop worrying. Let's just forget about it all for tonight. Do you wanna go to a club?" he asked.

"Sure." I answered, realizing that going out and drinking and dancing would be a great way to get my mind off of things, "Let's go." and I kissed his lips once more before heading out to find if any club was nearby.

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We didn't find a club. So we just started walking around, talking. Mostly about Dahvie and this whole situation.

"Jeffree. Do you think Dahvie could return my feelings?" I asked seriously.

"Well anythings possible hun. And why else would he be upset about you dating me?" he asked.

"Because we're best friends. He could be upset that I'm not spending time with him." I stop walking, and turn to Jeffree, "What if he doesn't like me back? What if all of this was for nothing? What if he just wants me as a friend, and if he finds out I love him, he laughs at me. And tells me that I'm stupid for loving a straight man, because no amount of fooling around will change the fact that he's straight. And then he would forever hate me and make fun of me." all of these worries and fears started to rush out of me.

"Jayy you really think all of that is going to happen? You have an active imagination." Jeffree said.

"But what if-"

"Jayy! I know how you feel about love. It's scary. It can break you. But it can also make you happy. Don't you want to be happy Jayy? He has been reacting to us. He doesn't like seeing us together. He likes you Jayy. I don't know how much he like you, but he does care for you." Jeffree put a hand in my shoulder. I pulled him into a hug.

"You're a great friend Jeffree, I hope you know that. Thanks for helping me."

"Anything for my bitches." Jeffree replied, chuckling. We started walking again, no destination in mind.

"Jeffree?" I asked, breaking the quiet, other than than the clicking of Jeffree's 5-inch heels.

"Yeah Jayy?"

"How the hell can you walk in those death traps called heels?" I asked, laughing at his expression. It was a fake hurt look.

"These are my babies! And I was born for a life with heels." he answers simply, laughing with me. Soon we made our way back to the bus, and we parted ways with a quick kiss and a hug.

"Hey." I called as I climbed onto the bus, wondering if anyone was actually here. I could hear faint humming and figured it was Dahvie, as it was coming from his room. I knocked lightly on his door, and the humming stopped.

The door opened and there stood Dahvie. He looked shocked, hopeful, and then all emotion left his beautiful face as he leant against the door frame.

"What do you want?" he almost snapped. Ouch.

"What's wrong Dahvs?" I asked. I was hoping, wishing with all my might that he would tell me he liked me and that he was jealous. Then all of this could be over, and we could be together. But no.

"Nothing." he said, putting emphasis on it.

"Dahvs, please-" I tried pleading, but he cut me off.

"Jayy. Nothing's wrong. I'm just..." he paused, as if thinking of something to say, "a little stressed out." he shrugged, "Let's just drop it for now."

"Alright...uh, night Dahvs." I whispered, making my way to my own room. Why were we making this difficult? Why couldn't I just confess to him and hope for the best? Sure there was a chance he would reject me. Sure he could laugh in my face. He could break my heart in too by saying he doesn't love me back. Okay, maybe that's why I was so afraid to tell him. I can't tell if he likes me back. And if he didn't? I didn't want to think about it.

I admit it. I'm scared to lose Dahvie. Even if it was just as a friend, I wanted- no I needed Dahvie in my life.

If I just keep sticking to this whole plan, maybe I'll find out the truth soon.

But will I like the truth?

Dahvie's POV

He has Jeffree. He doesn't need me. I'm just his friend he use to fuck.

God I missed the old days, where things weren't confusing, where we had fun, fooled around, and that was it. I wish I had never realized I loved him! Then I wouldn't be sitting here feeling like shit, wishing Jayy could be mine, wishing that my heart didn't hurt, wishing that things were easier. I should just tell Jayy. But I can't. He's in a relationship now, and I won't ruin it for him. I should be happy for him. To Jayy, I'm just his best friend. So I should act like it, right? I show led be happy for him. He's happy with Jeffree, so I should be happy for the both of them. They're my friends. So why do I feel so god damn angry every time I see them kiss, or even touch each other? Is it because I know I can't have that with Jayy? Because he doesn't need me like I need him?

Sighing, I fell backwards onto my bed, wishing for sleep to come quickly so I could stop thinking about Jayy.

Jeffree's POV (ooh lala!)

I started walking towards my own bus, my mind wandering to the current situation going on. 'Why can't they see how perfect they are together? Jayy is head over heels in love with Dahvie, and I'm almost positive Dahvie feels the same way.'

My heels clicking on the sidewalk were the only sound in the night as I made my way up to the door of my tour bus. I climbed aboard and made my way to my room, kicking off my heels gently. I don't want to damage my babies.

'They should do us all a favor and just get together already!' Yes, I know that me 'dating' Jayy probably doesn't help Dahvie, but I'm doing this to push them together, whether they like it or not. That's why I'm doing this. Right?

Jayy's POV

My mind tried its hardest to figure everything out on its own. But it couldn't answer any of the burning questions.

Did Dahvie like me back?

Would Dahvie reject me if I told him how I really felt?

Why am I so afraid to talk to him?

Why has he been so distant lately?

These questions continued to spin inside my head until I eventually fell asleep.

A/N I'm not happy with this chapter. It's too short, and I couldn't get my point across like I wanted to no matter how many times I tried and revised it. This is what I'm sticking with. I wanted to show how their plans were working against each other, and how they just want to be together. *Sigh* I'm just do unhappy with this piece of crap chapter.

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