Coming Down [G-Eazy]

Chapter XXVIII

A/N: I somehow managed to get a chapter done in like, two hours, which is pretty fast for me lol. I don't usually like doing chapters with split POVs, but both parts are too short really to be chapters on their own so I sort of combined them. Also, this story has hit almost 60k??? I can't believe how much attention this has gotten, especially considering that I started writing this for my friend as a joke. Thank you all so, so much for reading/commenting/voting. The comments on my author's note meant so much to me, and I'm so glad that people still want to read even though I'm the worst at updating. Also also, I started writing another fic and the first (very short) part is posted if you want to check it out! It's going to be a lot different than this one, but I'm going to try and balance writing them both. 

(It's late and I haven't edited so ignore errors) x

It had been about three weeks since G had left for tour, and I was really beginning to miss him. Although in the grand scheme of things not much had changed when we moved from being "fuck buddies" to an actual "serious relationship", it still felt oddly different this time. I was worried about things that I never really even gave much thought to before, although some of that could be attributed to Brooke.

We were sitting on the couch together, watching some stupid movie she found on Netflix, but I wasn't paying much attention. I kept checking my phone intermittently, hoping for a text from G. We had hardly talked at all, and I almost gave in and texted him first. I stopped myself, telling myself that he was probably busy if he can't even send a text saying "hey".

At some point in time, Brooke took notice of this.

"What are you waiting for?" she asked me, pausing the movie so she could turn her attention to me.

I shrugged, not saying anything.

"You haven't even watched any of the movie," she eyed me. "Is everything okay?"

I wanted to say something about how dumb the movie was and that it wasn't worth watching, anyways. I stopped myself, though, not wanting to piss her off. At any rate, she'd know that there was something else up.

"Yeah..." I trailed off. "I just... It's been three weeks and I haven't talked to G hardly at all. I know he's busy and stuff but I... I don't know. It's stupid."

She shook her head, moving closer to me. "It's not stupid, Elena. You miss him. I'd say that's pretty normal."

I shrugged. "I guess. I just feel stupid waiting for him when he's probably not even thinking about me."

"Well, I'd like to hope that he is thinking about you," she spoke.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

"I..." she paused for a moment. "I don't know. I still don't trust him. I know the track record he has when he's on tour and it just... It doesn't sit well with me. I want to believe that things changed but old habits do die hard, Elena."

I glared at her, but she did sort of have a point; I really didn't have any idea what went on while he was on tour. I knew he did have a history of being messy, but I wanted to believe that I had changed that, especially after how he admitted his feelings for me.

I pulled the blanket at my feet up over me. "I don't know, Brooke. I guess sometimes you just have to trust. Kind of like Jesse going on tour, right?"

"Yeah, I guess. He's never really had a problem with monogamy, though," she paused, holding her hand up when I opened my mouth to protest. "Look, all I'm saying is I don't want you to feel like you have to or can change him."