Still Believe In Magic? (A Buckin Fanfic)

Chapter 25 - Ask Me Your Questions

Chris' POV

I looked at the message Jonny had sent me once again.

Hey Chris! Can I come over tonight?

I couldn't believe my eyes when I had first seen it. Jonny messaging me and asking to have a talk of himself? After all that time I had been begging him to, without any success? 

Not like I wasn't happy about it, but it just seemed so strange. How had he suddenly changed his mind from ignoring me to wanting to talk? 

Would I finally know why he had been acting so awkward and distant recently? I couldn't wait to know because then I could maybe finally figure out a way to make up for it.

Suddenly a thought I had been suppressing all the time arrived in my mind. What if the only reason he wanted to talk was to break up with me? Maybe I was right and he really didn't love me anymore. Maybe he had realized it was a huge mistake to ever assume we could have a serious relationship. Was this all just an experiment for him? 

Considering all these possibilities I started to feel like I was going crazy. It wasn't too improbable that he might have gotten enough of me. I was always just causing troubles and living with me isn't so easy I guess. And now I had even left him for a few days even though I knew he'd feel completely left alone. Yeah, that had to be why! And I couldn't even hold that against him, it was no surprise that he wanted to leave me. I was such a bad boyfriend and I had always been. If he left me at least I wouldn't be able to hurt him anymore. It was probably the best solution, I just wanted Jonny to be happy. 

I looked at my phone again, no new messages. Would he even come at all?

Outside the window I saw a few people passing by on the already gloomy street, the streetlights shining in their usual yellowish color. But no familiar faces or vehicles.

I almost  jumped when I suddenly heard the beep of my phone.  Was it Jonny? Had he changed his mind? I was so scared of what ever he had to say.

I opened the message I had received.
It was from Jonny.

Hey Chris! Sorry that it took so long, I know it's late. Would it still be okay if I come over now?

I quickly sent him a reply and decided that it might be a good idea to put something on that made me look less like a homeless or drunk person. 

Only a few minutes later I heard a knock on my door. I walked towards it and could feel my heart beating faster with every step I took. I had to calm down, I couldn't have a proper conversation like that. 

I took a deep breath in and pushed the door open.

My plan was to casually say "Hi!" but that of course I wouldn't manage to. Instead I just stood there like an idiot for a few seconds, staring at the love of my life who probably didn't even love me anymore. Why did he have to be so perfect? Even his nose and ears were totally flawless! My gaze hit those beautiful green eyes that were looking back at mine, probably expecting me to say something. But all I really wanted to do right now was hug him and tell him how much I missed him. 

It took a lot of self-control just to stand here. Over the past week not seeing him my desire for his body had only become stronger. I just wanted to have my hands to pull his shirt over his head again, going on to gently trace the lines of his beautiful back...-

What was I even doing? I had to remind myself that I was still standing in the doorcase facing Jonny, it wasn't exactly the time for my dirty daydreams.