After 2

Chapter 18

James Pov

"Hey Michelle it's uh James again, just call me back when you get this"
I've called her at least ten times in the past hour and she still won't reply. It's been like this for week. She's been avoiding all contact with me.
I can't be the only one trying. If she's not willing to make it work then why should I?

Michelle's Pov

I'm still mad at James for blowing me off. I thought he wanted to fix this. I wanted us to try again. I let out a sigh. My dorm is empty as Thalia moved in with Amanda a few months ago after our falling out. I've locked myself in my dorm for the past few days. I couldn't bare seeing James but I suppose I should, I mean I need to make an effort as well.
I make myself look presentable and leave my dorm. As I'm walking I finally reply to James;
Hey I'm sorry for ignoring you. I really want to talk about us. - M x
I walk to the campus cafe to order us some drinks. As I look around I see a cute couple laughing and kissing and being all coupley. I wish I had that with someone. The barista snaps me from my daze when he hands me the drinks. I flash him a smile. I walk past the couple as I leave and my heart drops. I can't move or take my eyes off of them. They look up at me.
"Michelle! It's not what it looks like!"
"Save it James!" I yell and throw Botha of the drinks on him and run out of the shop. Tears cloud my vision as I run. I don't know where I'm going I just want to get as far away from them as possible. 
I stop at a near by park and sit on the swings. My phone goes off.
Please let me explain. I'm so sorry- J x
I shake my head and shove my phone back in my pocket.

James Pov

It's been over 2 hours and Michelle hasn't replied. I decide to go to the gym to burn off steam.
Why am I so stupid?
I pick up the punching gloves and go over to the punching bag.
Michelle has a right to hate me. She doesn't deserve me. I'm just selfish. Maybe I should just let her go, she'll
Be better off without me. Happier, free, I'm just weighing her down.

Michelle's Pov

I arrive at James dorm and knock on his door. I love him too much to let him go. Am I naive? Stupid? Or so love drunk I can't make the right decision?
"Yo?" Hunter looks at me confused like.
"Where's James?" I demand.
"At the gym, why?"
"None of your business Hunter" I sneer and walk off. Ugh he gets on my nerves.
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I walk into the gym. He's the only one in there. I stand against the door frame and just watch him. He looks so angry and hurt. I just want to hold him and tell him  everything will be okay. Even if it won't.
After a few moments he finally notices me. We stand there awkwardly just staring at each other.
"Why are you here?" He finally says and barging past me to grab his towel and drink. I stumble back.
"I thought you wanted talk" I say, my voice fading at the end.
"Yeah like 3hours ago" he scoffs.
I'm a little offended.
"Yeah well now we're even"
"I think we were even when you had me waiting for 2 no 4 days" he walks back to the punching bag and hits its aggressively. 
"Your unbelievable, you know that don't you?"  I laugh
He ignores me.
"You know, I thought you wanted to fix this"
He stops punching the bag but still has his back turned to me.
"I thought you wanted to fight for this"
He remains silent.
"I thought you wanted to fight for me"
"I did, alright" he turns and faces me. He looks angry. "I wanted to fight so damn hard. But if your not willing to fight then why should I?"
"I was fighting, I am fighting!" I raise my voice. "I'm not the one going around kissing the first guy I see"
He glares at me.
"Aw did I hurt your feelings? How do you think I feel?"
"I can't take back what I did okay? And I'm sorry. I can't tell you how sorry I am. But I can't have you running off holding all my mistakes against me for days on end when I mess up. I can't wait around forever for the next time we fight. It's just a routine, a constant cycle and it's not good for either of us"
"So what are you saying?"
"I think you know"
My eyes water up and I look around the room. He walks past me, leaving me standing there heart broken. I turn around before he leaves.
"Was this even worth fighting for?" A single tear escapes my eye. He looks me in the eyes and shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head no.
"Right" I basically whisper. And with that I leave the gym. Now I know how he really feels about me, how he felt about us. He never wanted to fight.