Kian's POV
I wake up and walk down stairs only to see cupboards wide open, the couch gone, the TV on the floor and the PlayStation missing.
"RICKY?! What the fuck happened here?"
I look over at the door and see Jc standing there. Holy fuck he was beautiful.
We stood in silence staring at each other for a few moments until Sam walked in. Why did he have to walk in? I just wanted a moment with him, just one last time....
"No, Kian, you have not been robbed. Jc is moving out, remember? So we are taking his stuff back...."
"Oh, uh, yeah..."
I look at the floor and choke back the tears which I can feel coming. I try not to look at him because I know as soon as I see him walk away I will cry.
"Kian, what's going on? Oh, hey Jc, hey Sam."
"Hey Ricky, umm I'm moving out. So yeah that's what's going on. I'll be out of your hair in a few hours we just have to take that last few boxes out of my room."
"Oh okay. Well I'm going back to bed have fun. Coming Kian?"
"No." I turn away from Ricky and look at the ground.
What was I doing? I was standing in my lounge room watching this gorgeous man walk out of my house and out of my life for good. What is wrong with me?
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A few days later and the house feels empty.
"Jc, I miss you, how are you? Where are you? Have you got a house to stay at?"
"...Kian, I am fine. Yes I have a place to stay at, I'm with Sam... But I would prefer it if u didn't talk to me. Please."
"I'm sorry. I just wanted to know. Okay bye...."
"Bye"
Well fuck that was horrible. I wonder if they're living together, even worse, what if they're together or Sam likes Jc or Jc likes Sam?! This is horrible. I can't have them living together and I can't have them get together! Yes, I may be with Ricky, but, but I don't want to be, I want Jc....
