𝐔𝐏𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑

18 ✭

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He was aware that I needed some space to sort things out in my head. It was getting way too overwhelming to keep it all bottled up inside. Deep down, I knew I had to spill it to him. I couldn't keep it a secret especially not to him. I kissed another guy, and not just any guy.. his twin brother.

I kinda felt like he deserved it, in a way. He had the audacity to go behind my back and kiss my best friend, all while putting on this big show of praising me with love and how I was special to him on TV. What kind of nonsense was he actually playing?...

All these thoughts kept swirling in my mind, driving me to overthink every possible reason behind his actions. It felt like a never-ending loop of analyzing and questioning. Eventually, exhaustion took over, and I slowly drifted off to sleep, only to wake up and realize that I still had two whole weeks with them ahead of me.

The next morning rolled around, the regrets started to climb onto my mind. I dragged myself out of bed and stumbled my way to the bathroom, desperately needing to freshen up. I brushed my teeth, threw my hair up in a bun, and did my whole skincare routine to make myself feel better. I stepped out of the bathroom, only to come face to face with Bill.

There we were, standing like idiots, trying to navigate around each other. Every time we attempted to change side to let each other pass, we ended up bumping into each other.

"Okay, Y/N... can we talk?" Bill mumbled, his voice filled with grogginess and desperation. His eyes met mine, but then he quickly glanced down at the ground, looking like a lost puppy.

I let out a sigh and pushed myself to the side, locking eyes with him.

"I literally just woke up... can we talk later?" I replied, keeping my expression neutral. I made my way downstairs, following the delicious scent of pancakes wafting through the air.

As I descended the stairs, I heard a loud slam coming from the bathroom. I guess Bill was getting frustrated with me brushing him off.

But to my surprise, when I entered the kitchen, I found Georg flipping pancakes on the stove while Gustav happily devoured the ones that he messed up.

"Good morning, Y/N! Did you sleep well?" Georg greeted me with a smile.

Gustav continued stuffing his mouth with pancakes, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Mhm! I slept good, thanks for asking," I said as I took a seat at the table, facing both Gustav and Georg.

Suddenly, Georg stopped flipping pancakes and turned to look at me. The room fell silent, and I could feel my curiosity growing, causing my eyebrows to furrow in confusion.

"What...? Why are you guys looking at me like that?" I asked, my gaze shifting between the two of them.

Gustav and Georg exchanged a glance before motioning for me to follow them to the living room. Intrigued, I quickly followed, taking a seat on the couch next to them.

"Y/N, something definitely happened yesterday, didn't it?" Georg said, seeking confirmation from me.

"Huh... what do you mean?" I replied, trying to play innocent.

"Okay, Y/N, don't play dumb with us. I may have passed out for the entire night, but in the car, I sensed something," Gustav replied, crossing his arms.

My hands clenched into fists on my thighs, and I felt tears welling up, but I tried to hold them back. "Um... yesterday, I was looking for Bill. I had too much to drink, and Tom helped me. I couldn't even walk properly, and..." I paused, swallowing hard as my throat tightened.