// amethyst //
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"missing you is the hardest thing I've gotta do every day."
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"you're right, these muffins are pretty bomb ass." I laugh as I shove yet another one in my mouth.
"the people I'm staying with told me it was pretty good, but I didn't know it was this good." he gushes, looking adorable while doing it.
friends, amethyst. that's all we are for now. nothing more.
"who are you staying with?" I ask him, taking the large muffin from my mouth to speak.
"my uh my friend luke and his friends and his cousin and his girlfriend." he rambles on.
"that's a ton of people." my eyes widen. "you know you can stay with me and Val if you want to."
"it's fine, they're completely fine with me staying with them." he replies, followed by a few moments of silence. "who's Val?"
"she's my aunt that my mum always talked about." I shrug with a frown at the thought of my mum.
"oh. right."is all he says before an awkward silence fills the air.
I take a small bite from my poppyseed muffin before he speaks again.
"can I ask you something?" he asks.
"sure."
"why are you being so nice to me?" he asks, fiddling with his fingers.
I honestly don't know why I'm being so kind to him. I should be screaming at him and telling how bad it hurts to see the one you love loving someone new, but I'm not. and I don't know why. michael just has this effect on me, and I don't know how it started and I don't think it's going to end anytime soon.
"I feel like you should you be screaming at me, a-and you aren't." he runs his hand through his blonde hair, finally looking up at me.
"I don't know." I smile nervously as I look down at my entwined fingers. "I feel like I should be nice to you because you're the one who came here just because of me and I feel like I owe it to you."
"you don't have to be nice to me, you know. I deserve it." his head falls down in sadness.
"yeah, you do." is all I could say off the top of my head without breaking down completely.
"did I tell you I'm sorry?" he asks after a minute or two of silence.
"only about twenty times." I smile cheekily. "and I forgave you."
he looks up and his eyes light up before a goofy grin comes across his face. my favorite one of all of his smiles. the goofy grin is when he's happy and doesn't care who knows it.
"I'm so happy I'm here with you." he blurts out, as if he wasn't to say it. "I mean, not only as my girlfriend, but as my best friend too."
"even though I ran away, I'm glad I'm here with you too." I say before our eyes lock together and don't break. we just stare into each others eyes, his eyes being the blue, green, and grey combination to make the most beautiful color. while my eyes are just a boring blue, his are a sea of stories and mysteries and lies that have yet to be told.
"um, I better get going. I have to get back to work so," I break our passionate stare, picking up my purse and carrying it on my shoulder.
"you have a job?" he asks me, looking up at me from his seat.
"well, Val just happens to own a salon." I chuckle.
"oh, that's cool. did she do your hair?" he asks, pointing his finger to my hair.
