Treegan- loving my best friend

Chapter 2:

Troian's POV:

As we drive away from the lake house, I let my thoughts wander again. What would of happened if I stayed out there? Would be of confessed to liking each other? Would our current relationships have ended to create a new one? Would we have kissed? Hugged? I imagine all the possibilities, when Shay snaps be out of my thoughts and back into reality.

"So, Troiannnn." She smiles dragging out my name. "Yeah?" I ask laughing at her stupid grin. "How's your relationship going with Patrick?" She asks giving a flirtatious smirk. "It's, going." I tell her truthfully. "Nothing interesting?" She asks once again. "Nope." I shrug. The girls look at each other and shrug it off too, I suppose they think I'm either tired or crazy.

When I reach my house I receive a text. It's from my boyfriend, Patrick. It says:

"Hey babe, I just heard the door, come to the living room for a surprise." - P

I throw my bag to the ground and run into my kitchen. Patrick is stood there with balloons and a dinner set up. "Oh my god!" I smile running and jumping up into his arms. We stay in a tight hug when I lean back and he gently kisses my lips. All I can think about is the kiss with Keegan, the feeling of Keegan's lips, just him.

I smile and sort of brush him off. We eat the meal and have small talk throughout the night. "Is something wrong?" He asks me as I'm just staring out into the dark night, the window overlooks the city. "Everything's fine." I smile finishing my salad. He shrugs and sighs, finishing his meal as well. "Let's watch a movie." He insists standing up.

I follow him over to the couch, and sit down on the single love seat, so I don't have to sit next to him. He finds that a little strange and just sits on the couch alone. I rub my temples, trying to get the frustration out of my body. I can't believe I'm seriously thinking of Keegan during a date with my boyfriend. I can't like him. And he can't like me.

Keegan's POV:

As my girlfriend Jasmine and I are sat on my couch underneath a blanket watching a movie, previous events flood through my brain. Troian and I kissed, twice. Once in the game, the other I needed to know if she liked me back, I'm an idiot for doing that. I'm no match to Patrick. He clearly makes her happy, I can't steal that from them.

Why am I thinking of another girl as my girlfriend is cuddled into me. It seems that after earlier's events, I can't seem to get Troian Avery Bellisario out of my head. I shake my head, trying to escape my thoughts. I tell myself, just enjoy the movie with your girlfriend. You called her down here a day early because you said you missed her. Just let it be.

Troian's POV:

I'm a terrible girlfriend.
I can't believe what just happened.
Patrick ended it with me.

Flashback:
"Troian, is there someone else?" He yells at me from the couch as the movie plays. I just stare at the tv, refusing to respond to his questions. "You've been acting weird all night!" He yells again. "Please, don't yell." I whisper as a tear falls from my cheek. "What is it?" He asks in a loud voice, not completely yelling. "I-I'm sorry okay? I'm a terrible girlfriend." I apologize to him putting my head down, hoping he'll tell me I deserve the best, and hug me.

He doesn't do that.

He stands up, furious and comes closer to me. I slide back into my seat, scared. "You know what, I don't need to know. You are a terrible girlfriend. We're through. Goodbye, Troian." He yells slamming the door...

Tears have been falling down my cheeks nonstop since that happened about 3 hours ago. I've been sat here since 1 am, it's 4 am, I haven't slept, I can't sleep. I can't go to work Monday, I can't confront Keegan about this, about us. I close my eyes and curl up into a ball.

What have I done?