Alice's P.O.V.:
"You okay?", Michael asked me, reaching out to put his hand over mine. I let him.
"Yeah... Yeah, sorry.", I said. This past couple of days I've been in the moon. I get distracted easily, my mind wanders off to another galaxy. All thanks to the letter I received from my family. I haven't found the guts I need to read it. I'm not ready. It has been months since I have talked to them and now, out of nowhere, I receive a letter. It's bizarre.
"Okay, so you're obviously not okay.", I hear Michael say.
"What? No. I told you. I'm fine.", I told him, looking at him.
"Really? 'Cause lately you've been off. Lost in your own thoughts.", he says to me.
"You're right. Sorry for that...", I say, my voice trailing off.
"It's okay. But...you know you can tell me anything, right? I'm here for you.", he says. He sounds sincere. But...there's something in the back of my head that tells me I shouldn't trust him.
I just nod in response and look down, crossing my arms.
"And I mean...", he continues. "...I mean anything. You can trust me with anything you like.", he says. "That's weird...", I think to myself. It's like he wants me to tell him something. I frowned.
"Is there something you want to know, blue-haired boy?", I said cheekily, smirking. He smiles to the ground.
"In fact...there is.", he says looking up at me. I'm kinda shock. I didn't thought he was actually going to admit it.
"O-okay...", I stutter. "What is it?", I get nervous. I think of something he might want to know and if I'm right I don't what I will say. I'm not ready for him to know.
He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. It's like he's preparing himself to ask something he's not sure he wants to know the answer to.
"Why...why are you here? Why are you in the emergency wing? Why did you pass out?", he asks all of this questions at once. I feel myself getting pale. This was it. But I'm just not ready to tell him yet. I can't tell him. I won't.
I stared into his eyes. They were so beautiful. But I can't give into that easy. "I...I can't say.", I said looking down. I could feel his eyes still on me.
"Why?", he asks. I notice a glimpse of anger in his voice.
I just shook my head.
He stands up as he is about to leave. "Sorry.", I say loud enough for him to hear. He stops making his way to the door of the room.
"Sorry?", he turns around and looks at me. "You're sorry?", he chuckles sarcastically. "You're sorry. Of course you are. No. You know what? I'm sorry.", he says, pain and anger showing. I frowned. "What is he sorry for?", I think. "I'm sorry, Alice. Sorry for caring about you. Sorry for wanting to get to know you and trying to get close to you when, obviously, that's not what you want! Sorry for even thinking we had a chance together!", he says, he voice cracking. He has tears in his eyes but they're not falling.
After a few seconds, he walks out of the room leaving me clueless.
What the hell just happened?
Michael's P.O.V.:
I storm out of the room and walk towards my car.
What did I do wrong? Why doesn't she trust me? All I've done to her is show her how much I care about her. Of course, I take my time. I don't wanna rush things but that's how much I care about her and she can't even trust me enough to tell me what's going on with her.
I call Ashton. I'm desperate to know what's wrong with Alice and whether she likes it or not, I'm gonna find out. Today. I can't wait any longer. What could be so bad?
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Author's Note:
Hope you like it. Sorry for not updating. Thanks to everyone who's still reading :)
