My Fault

Do you like him?

The Next Morning:
'Do you like him?' Gabriel asks out of the blue.

'What?' I face Gabriel.

'It's a simple question. It's a yes or no.' Gabriel laughs.

'But it's not though, is it?'

'How though?' Gabriel asks.

'Because you're putting me on the spot and I know what you wanna hear, and at this moment in time I don't know. So I don't know what to tell you.' I shrug.

'Yeah but I'm not talking about what I wanna hear. I'm asking you a simple question.' Gabriel laughs.

'Yeah and I can't answer that simple question. End of.' I grab a pillow.

'I don't know why you're the one giving me attitude. Because in this situation it should be the other way round.' Gabriel looks at me.

'Okay look Gabriel, the second you say to me loud and clear. I don't want anyone else but you, is the day this won't be happening. Okay?' I speak.

'So this is you trying to get back at me? That's what you're saying?' Gabriel scratches the back of his head.

'No. Absolutely not. I've just had enough. Because I'm supposed to just be fine with you being all kissy and flirty with every girl that shows a little bit of interest, but because one person likes me and I'm willing to see where it could go, you start acting like this.' I roll my eyes.

'Kris, Kris. Please. My head hurts. You're hurting my head. You wanna chat to Gavi, chat to Gavi then. But I won't be a second choice. I'm not gonna sit back and watch you talk to him, and then when you decide to come back, act like everything's fine. I'm not that type of person.' Gabriel argues.

'How am I the one hurting your head? You're hurting your own head.' I roll my eyes.

'Yeah you're the one hurting my head. Cause you never know what you want, Kris.'

'And when have you ever known what you want? Cause if you wanna play that game, we'll play that game.' I raise my voice.

'I don't know why you're screaming.' Gabriel gestures with his hands.

'Okay cool. New fucking people are gonna fucking appear.' I get up and head to the living room and sit myself on the couch.

'Okay cool walk away. Walk away then.' Gabriel sighs and rolls his eyes.

*****

Ten minutes later:
'I don't want to make you upset. Come here.' Gabriel comes into the living room and puts his arm around me.

'You're just fucking difficult.' I start to tear up.

'I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Can I have a hug?' Gabriel looks at me.

I don't say anything, and rest my head on Gabriel's chest and wrap my arms around his waist.

'You know I care about you.' Gabriel whispers. 'And I'm only acting like this, because I don't want to lose you.'

'Mhm.' I nod and scrunch my nose.

'Do you want a tissue?' Gabriel asks.

'Mhm.' I nod.

'Here you go, baby.' Gabriel hands me a tissue.

'Thank you.' I take the tissue from him.

'I'm sorry.' Gabriel whispers.

I don't say anything.

'Hey.' Gabriel grabs my chin, making me look at him.

'I'm sorry.' Gabriel kisses me.