It's All Because of You, Sean.

Chapter 6

I can’t believe it. The people I’ve known for two years… have crushes on ME! I thought walking the semi-busy streets of Indianapolis. Out of all the girls they can have, why me? I’m nothing special. I’m just a twenty-two year old girl with nothing special to her whatsoever. My mind was so full of questions that I began to get a killer headache.
    I hissed and clutched onto my head, continuing my walk back to the hotel. As soon as I walked into the hotel, I went straight to my hotel room. “Now, what’d I do with those aspirins?” I asked myself. Once I found them, I popped two into my mouth and chugged my cup full of water.
    Bing! Bing! My phone was blowing up with texts from Mark and Jack. I read them aloud. “(Y/N), we’re sorry”, “Please talk to us”, “(Y/N)?”, “Hey, come on, say something to us”.
    Twenty texts from them in the past ten minutes, I sighed and tossed my phone onto the bed and went to the bathroom. Shutting the door, I slid down onto the floor, crying waterfalls.
    My mind was boggled, twisting and turning in every which way, causing me to be more confused. Why would they do this? We’ve been friends for two years. They’re like brothers to me. I couldn’t possibly date one of them, could I?

                  The Next Morning
    “(Y/N)! Let us in!” Someone shouted from the other side of the bathroom door. Still in a sleepy daze, I scooted away from the door and unlocked it. “(Y/N)! Oh thank God you’re okay! We were so worried about you!” An Irish voice yelled. My eyes were blurry from sleep, but I shook myself awake.
    “Mark? Sean? What the hell are you guys doing here?!” I asked.
    “We came to check on you ‘cause you weren’t answering us last night or this morning!” Jack explained. I stood up, moved past the two and went into my hotel’s living room. Like always, they followed me. “You gotta talk to us eventually,” Mark crossed his arms. Jack nodded and leaned against the wall. “We apologized, what more do you want from us?” Jack asked.
    “What I want? For you two not to have feelings for me!” I yelled.
    “We can’t stop that! We’re humans, dammit! We have feelings. If we like someone, we can’t control them,” Mark shot back. He was right. Humans can’t control who they love or what they love. Maybe I’m overreacting, I thought and bit my lower lip.
    “You’re right, Mark,” I mumbled.
    “Damn right I am!”
    “But just know, no matter what you guys do, I can’t risk falling in love for you two. I’m sorry.”