Brooklyn vs. Manhattan *Spot Conlon Modern AU*

32. We Were Happy (Taylor's Version) {From The Vault}

"We used to walk along the streets"

***Spot's POV***

I wake up the next morning with a terrible headache. I barely made it back from Manhattan before Ace's mom locked the doors, and when I came in, I played video games in the dark with Ace until four in the morning. So not only are my eyes killing me from the brightness of the TV last night, but I'm exhausted and my head aches whenever I think about April.

Was I a little out of hand with some of the things I said? Maybe. But it was all the truth. Basketball has been tiring the hell out of me and I don't have much energy to do anything these days. I know I've been distant with April, and I should be putting more effort into our text conversations, but I just haven't found the energy to do so.

But I stand by what I said before I left. Since the beginning of last summer, I've been giving up my nights to drive over to Manhattan and spend the night with April. I barely saw my friends because I was sneaking over there so much. During football season, even when I was exhausted from practice and games, I would still drive over there almost every night. April has never driven to Brooklyn to see me. Besides the one football game she came too, but she was still able to be with her friends then.

"Are you okay?" Ace asks from his bed when I groan loudly. It just hurts my head more, but it's all I can muster right now. 

I sit up on the couch Ace now has in his bedroom, wincing. "No. Terrible headache."

Ace tilts his head towards the side table as he continues to scroll on his phone. "Ibuprofen right there. I had a bad one too when I woke up. We need to stop playing video games in the dark for hours."

I grab the two pills and swallow them, stealing a drink of Ace's water. "You think? We should probably stop staying up until four in the morning too. I know it's the weekend but honestly I'm too exhausted for this."

I lean back on the couch, tilting my head towards the ceiling and closing my eyes, breathing deeply. The silence isn't helping me not think of April. 

"Are you sure everything else is okay?" Ace asks, sounding concerned. "You didn't seem great last night."

I groan again, and the sound vibrates in my head. "Why does basketball season have to be so hard?"

"I'm hard."

I pick up a pillow without opening my eyes and throw it at Ace's face. "Stop. I'm being so for real right now."

"So am I," Ace says and I can hear the laughter in his voice.

My eyes snap open and I reach over to grab Ace's water bottle before spraying him with it.

Ace gasps. "Bruh, what the heck, now my bed's all wet."

"Well too bad it's not a girl 'cause then maybe she could help you stop thinking with your dick."

Ace side-eyes me. "If you wanna watch me do someone, you just gotta ask. I didn't know you were into that kinda thing."

"I'm going to strangle you."

Ace's eyes widen. "Woah, so we're exploring all kind of kinks today."

I groan again and drop my head in my hands while realizing my headache is already slipping away. "You're so stupid."

"From the sounds of it, you are too."

I look up at him. "What do you mean?"

Ace drops his phone and raises his eyebrows at me. "Something happened with April, didn't it? I know you were complaining about basketball, but I've never heard you complain about basketball. So, it's something else."