Mr. Perfect (bxb)

Secrets

MATTEO

I can't believe I just fucking let him go. I just let him leave. I fucking watched as he walked out the fucking door.

My blood boiled. I was so angry, but not at him. Never at him. I was angry with myself. So angry because I couldn't tell him how I felt. I fucking hate keeping secrets.

I slammed my fists on the counter, feeling a small amount of satisfaction as I heard the aftershock rumbles.

I stayed like that for a long time, breathing deeply to try and calm myself down. I hadn't even realized I was crying until I felt my hand get wet.

I took a deep breath and wiped my face, scolding myself for crying.

"Pathetic." I said to myself as I pushed off the counter and walked towards the couch. I bent down to pick up my phone.

My heart lurched when I saw my lock screen. It was a picture of me and Theo after one of my games. We had won and before I went to see anyone else, I went to see Theo. I wrapped my arms around him as he cheered and praised me.

I lifted him up onto my shoulders and he freaked out on me, he was so mad at me for that. Even though he was mad, we bother erupted into laughter as my mother took a photo.

After staring at the photo for a little longer than I should have, I unlocked my phone and pressed my message app.

I looked at my pinned messages and found Theo, as he was at the top. I messaged him:

Theo, i'm sorry. I know you're mad at me. Shit, i'm mad at me too. I shouldn't have blown up at you like that, i'm so fucking sorry.

I sent it and waited a few minutes before texting him again:

Theo, please respond to me

Then again:

Theo, PLEASE

After ten minutes with no response I texted him again:

I know you're in lecture right now. So i'll fuck off for a little while. Imma take a shower, text you when i'm out. K, bud?

I set my phone down on the couch and let out a breath. I started walking towards Theo's closet, thats where I kept some of my clothes since I was there so often.

I opened the doubled doors and looked through a few drawers before I found my clothes. Theo rearranged his closet so much that I never knew where anything was.

I knew where just about everything else was, even things I don't think Theo wanted me to know existed.

I grabbed sweatpants and some boxers, closed the closet doors, walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind me.

I set my clothes on the sink and grabbed a towel out from the cupboard. I turned and slid the shower door open, reaching my hand in turning the nob to as hot as it could get without melting me.

I stripped myself quickly and jumped in, feeling the hot water flow down my body relaxed me. I was relaxing so I let my thoughts drift, and they drifted right to Theo.

God fucking damn it.