His Little Nerd [???]

~ 12 ~

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Mason's POV
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"Mason what are we? I know you said we are best friends but last I checked, best friends don't kiss," Carrie asks and I become momentarily shocked. I really hadn't thought about it. Even when I asked to kiss her not too long ago, I wasn't thinking. It was pretty much an in the moment kind of thing. I don't even like Carrie like that. At least I don't think I do. I mean sure it's great to hang out with her and all but I don't know. Even if I did like her, I couldn't be with her. My past is still haunting me and I don't want to bring her into that. I know it's not fair and all but her past is different to mine. I couldn't bring myself to tell her or even bring her into it. So I decide to do probably the most stupidest thing in my life and say something stupid.

"I don't know Carrie but it's weird and I don't really like weird. I think we should stop it and just continue to be friends," I shrug like it didn't matter to me but honestly it hurt to do that. I looked into her eyes and saw she was holding back tears.

"Yeah you're definitely right. It was just an in the moment thing and me giving you my first kiss was as well," she says sarcastically. I feel really bad about doing this to her but it's for the best. It takes a lot of effort but I roll my eyes at her.

"Glad to see you agree with me," I respond, sarcastic as well.

"You're such an asshole," she pauses and I take that opportunity to say something I know I will regret later.

"Aw thank you sweetie," I coo.

"Out," she glares at me.

"What?" I ask, momentarily dumbfounded. I knew she'd say something but not this.

"I want you out of my house. In fact I want you out of my life," she growls. I stay frozen in my spot. "You just gonna stand there all day? I want you out. I hate you and I want you gone."

"Carrie please! You don't really mean that, do you?" I plead. I'm really scared that she means it one hundred percent and actually wants me out of her life.

"Are you deaf Mason? I want you out of my house and life because I hate you. Is that clear for you now?" she asks, rolling her eyes. I don't like this Carrie. It's like she's been possessed or something and to get her back, grovelling is my best and probably only option unless I wish to tell her my past.

"Carrie I didn't mean it. Honestly I-" I begin to grovel but she cuts me off.

"Mason I don't wanna hear your shit apology about how you don't really mean it. Get out of my house before I call the cops," she growls and I squeak before bolting away. Oh how I messed up. I bolt down the stairs with a few tears making their way down my cheeks.

I open the front door and just reach the bottom of the stairs before Karen calls out, "Mason! Mason, what's wrong?" I turn around to see her at the front door with a worried look on her face.