GWEN'S POV:
Gavin turned and shut the door behind him. I heard his footsteps faintly out into the living room, where I heard him pick up his keys from the floor. He must have dropped them when he came in and heard me spazzing.
He really did leave us here! Holy shit? Gavin??? I started shaking. Why was I shaking? I thought of how confident Gavin was about my love for him. How he'd just said that I was NEVER going to change my mind. I'd finally gotten through to him. He finally realized that I loved HIM, because of reasons that Nate could never live up to. Reasons that I didn't even know. I just knew they were there.
He finally believed me 100% that I would never replace him with Nate. Finally!!A single tear rolled down my cheek at this thought. I was happy. Happy that I could make Gavin feel and understand the love I feel for him. This made everything feel better about this day. I wanted to jump up and run out to his car and grab Gavin and smother him with my love and kisses and happiness.
But I had other business to attend right now.
I wondered how long Nate would be gone from the flat. Where would he go? Would he keep in touch? Would he text me back if I texted him to see how he was? Would Gavin get over his anger tonight? And Nate could come back tomorrow? If he didn't stop loving me yet, would he be able to consciously hide it enough to come back and not piss Gavin off?
Nate has nowhere to go.....would he sleep on a train tonight? In the woods?
I felt horrible for him.
But....he did make a mistake. A painful, hurtful mistake for all three of us. Maybe it WAS best that he stay at Paul's or somewhere for a while, so things could cool down and we could all be close friends again. Friends that would do anything for each other if needed. ANYTHING. As we all had done before.I was also relieved that Gavin told Nate he loved him. That he wouldn't make Nate walk out the door today, thinking he was hated by his best friend. I was happy that Gavin said "WHEN" I forgive you. "WHEN" I stop being angry. "WHEN" you come back.....that was a relief.
A hand waved in front of my face. I turned to Nate.
"Huh? Let me guess...you were talking to me, right?" I asked, feeling silly, but still trying to put my thoughts aside. I wasn't done thinking yet. I was still basking in relief all around. Relief and happiness. But I had to stop it for now, and deal with Nate.
"Yeah, I called your name like 3 times", Nate laughed at me.
Looking at him now, I could see the relief in his face, too. I could see it in his body. His shoulders didn't sag so much now. He laughed already, so that was good. He was able to smile his normal, easy Nate smile. He had hope now. He had relief that Gavin didn't dismiss him forever. He knew they were still friends, but just needed a break from each other for a day...or a week....maybe a month? I didn't know. I hoped it wasn't long.
Gavin would miss him.
I'd miss him."So...wow, huh?" Nate tried to break the awkwardness that was creeping up now. We were both left in a room, and told to kiss and be mushy and "do whatever we needed to do". How awkward is THAT?? Was this like that 7 minutes in Heaven game I'd heard of?
"Yeah", I laughed a little, not able to hide my awkwardness at ALL. "Definitely....wow, right there."
"I'm go glad he's going to forgive me. And it shouldn't be long, because he already knows he'll forgive me, and it's only been like...an hour? So that's a good sign. I know Gavin. It won't be long. We've gotten in arguments before. Gotten in wrestling match fights, too. Nothing like this one, though. He actually punched me. That was a first.
"Why didn't you fight back?" I asked.
"Because I was wrong", he said honestly. "I would have let him beat me to a pulp. To death, if he needed to. I deserved whatever he felt like doing to me."
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Cross My Heart
General Fiction**Main character IS Ed Sheeran with a changed name!** "Nate..." I called to him after he stood up. I stood up and got close to him. "I DO want to kiss you first." I leaned in and touched my lips to his, and he sighed into my lips, and held his arms...