sorry // justin bieber

39.- thought you knew

Halley

"What?" I ask him alarmed.

"What are you doing?"

I freeze.

"Well I think it's pretty self explanatory" I tell him trying to figure out what's wrong.

"Halley, I'm gay"

What the actual fuck.

I mean, if I were a cartoon, my jaw would have dropped to the floor.

"You're what?!" I quickly step away from him. He looks at me, waiting for me to understand. "You're gay? But you kissed me!"

"You kissed me" corrects me.

"And you thought I would just catch up on the fact? Why you didn't tell me this before?" I cry.

"I... I thought you knew" he shrugs.

"How could I knew if I kissed you!" I move my hands in the air.

"Honestly I thought you were really drunk" he pleads, looking at me like saying sorry, "I didn't knew... I just supposed you were... Oh God, you like me?" he asks loudly in a really surprised tone.

"Of course I like you" I whine, "you're a cutie".

"I'm sorry!" he says bending his knees to reach my height. "I thought you knew! I asked you out as friends!" he continues, "I thought you were really cool" he shows me a sad face.

"Of course you thought I was cool" I say joking to get through the awkward moment.

"I'm sorry, Halley" he says for what it feels like the hundredth time.

"It's okay" I'm a little more calmed now and just want to get in, bring the bag of Doritos that's in my kitchen up to my room and eat the whole thing. "Good night, Connor".

"Good night, Halley" he says, "I hope we can still be friends".

He gives me a sad puppy face that I want to reject but can't. I look at him pressing my lips in resignation. I nod slowly.

"Text me when you get home then, buddy" I shout from the door before I open it. He waves his hand letting me know he heard me and keeps on walking.

I step into my house. What a night.