wildest dreams- 198nights

20. Rumors fly

1989's POV

I promised myself and my friends that I wouldn't look or listen to these rumors. I didn't want to beat myself up even more. However, when I got home, the first thing I did was grab my laptop and go to a school gossip site.

People were writing about me and Midnights everywhere, and new posts were appearing all the time. Some were really cruel and horrible, but most of them were true. I was wondering who started this whole thing so suddenly. It's been a month of school and a lot has happened between us, and people are suddenly all worked up about it. Really weird. I entered one of the posts and started reading the comments.

"1989 is a slut"

"They look so cute together ngl"

"Why did they suddenly stop talking to each other? write your theories here!"

"It's probably just fun, Midnights never wanted anyone long term"

"When it's my turn? @Midnights"

"Looks like Midnights got bored with 1989. Who would have expected"

I sighed loudly and put my laptop on the desk. I had absolutely no energy for anything. The weather was awful, it was cold and raining. Very depressing, cool. The only plus was that it was Friday so I had the whole weekend ahead of me.

I can't believe that at the beginning of this school year I thought it would be calm. This is the most fucked up month of my life. But at the same time, probably the happiest one.

I laid down on my bed and grabbed my phone. My friends were sending me a million messages asking how I was feeling and if everything was okay. I don't know if I'm okay. It was like nothing happened to me, I had no influence on what people said and it wasn't even about that.

It was about Midnights. I guess maybe I imagined more than I should have. Did she really got bored with me? After all this... Maybe it's pathetic but I miss her.

I opened notes app on my phone and started writing down everything that came to mind. I had to let my emotions out so I wouldn't do something stupid and rash.

I don't know what to say. I've been picking up the pieces of the mess you made...
All you had to do was stay. Had me in the palm of your hand. Then why'd you have to go and lock me out when I let you in?...
You were all I wanted.

Suddenly a wave of tiredness came over me, my eyelids became heavy and I fell asleep instantly. I rarely took naps during day but I decided I wasn't going to hold back, I'd had enough today.

***
I opened my eyes feeling even more tired than before. I turned on my side, feeling my temples throb. I stretched lazily, looking around the room. Everything was in its place, my books arranged alphabetically on the shelf, a blonde girl sitting in my armchair...Wait what?! Jesus, I must be hallucinating.

I rubbed my eyes and stood up feeling dizzy.

"Sleeping with makeup on is not a good idea, trust me" I heard a familiar voice. Oh my god. I held my breath for a moment.

"What are you doing and how did you get here?" I asked, very surprised, looking at Midnights dressed in an elegant navy blue dress with a perfect hairstyle and gloves on her hands, she looked like she had just come from a banquet or something. Why does she always have to look so damn good?

"Your mom let me in, I came to apologize" she replied very formally and a shiver ran down my spine.

"For what?" I asked still slightly shocked and confused.