Regrets (H20Vanoss) DISCONTINUED

Chapter 6 - It wasn't meant to be

Craig POV

I closed the door after Lui walked out. I thought about our conversation, not once did he mention David. It was weird since he would stare at him and glare at me when were around. Plus, it was only after the party, and after they both 'met', that he start acting off.

I sighed and went to grab my phone from the couch. Checking my pockets on the way just in case so I didn't have to waste any effort. Man I'm lazy, I should work out more and be more productive...nah never mind i'm good.

Walking into the living room I checked the couch. Without finding it I twisted my body to look around the room. I didn't see it anywhere so I just brushed it off figuring i'd find it later.

I plopped myself on the couch and sighed. I put my head back and relaxed. I starting thinking about what Lui said.

He mostly just mentioned how his girlfriend broke up with him, and how it really hurt him. I had no clue he even had one. I wonder if the crew knew and didn't get around to telling me or something. But Lui was always an open person and usually didn't keep stuff like that to himself.

I want to believe him, but its just so strange. Honestly for a while I didn't think he was even straight. I guess I was wrong.

I should text David, I miss him. And I wonder if he knows anything about Lui I hope to remember to ask.

"Okay bitch, where are you" I said out loud, referring to my phone.

I spent about half an hour on the main floor of my house looking for it, I could've sworn I brought it downstairs and left it in the kitchen.

I walked past my stairs for the 4th time going back and forth when a cool breeze made goosebumps run up my arm. I turned my head to look upstairs.

That breeze wasnt there before, and I don't have an open window up there...

I jogged upstairs, and checked all the rooms for open windows...none of them were open. Strange.

I walked into my room and saw my phone face up on my bed. I quickly grabbed it turning it on. I felt excited to talk to David. I clicked the home button and checked my notifications.

4 texts from David <3

2 calls from David <3

I felt horrible that I indirectly ignored him. I opened the texts to see what they were about.

Sent at 7:45pm Hey, would you like to come over?

Sent at 7:50pm Babe you there? Please answer <3

Sent at 8:00pm Are you okay? Answer me please

Sent at 8:05pm I need to talk with you, but I need to know if you're okay first.

2 missed calls from David <3

Why is he so worried? I didn't think he was like that, god I hope he's not clingy. I wonder what he wants to talk about.

I checked the time, 8:15pm. Okay so I wasn't that late. I still feel terrible about not answering him. I decided to call him. After 2 rings he picked up

"Craig?" His voice sounded scared and worried.

"Yea...everything okay?" I wanted to be sure he was okay, he was acting strange.

"Yup, ya...uh everything's fine," He calmed down letting out an audible breath. "Do you mind coming over, I know its late but I really gotta talk to ya"

"Sure, i'll head over now" I mumbled and hung up.

He seemed in a bad mood, I hope he's okay. And that I can make him happier.

I walked downstairs and grabbed the keys to my car. I locked the door and got in my car. I let out a breath, started the car and began driving to his house.

It was a quick ride to his house using side streets. I turned the key and took it out, locking my car. I planned on enjoying something tonight, something we haven't done. It's bound to make him happy.

I knocked on his dark wood door and it squeaked open revealing him. His eyes were noticeably red and puffy. My heart broke from the sight.

Without saying anything he moved out of the way and gestured to his living room. I took a seat in one of his couches and he sat across from me. I had hoped he would sit next to me, this wasn't gonna be good news.

"I uh, I got something to tell you" his voice sounded so broken.

I just looked at him, a worried expression on my face as I saw some tears fall from his eyes.

"I cant stay here, im moving away. And I'll be gone by the morning. I probably wont be able to visit you." He admitted, lifting his head to look at me.

"oh" That's all I could say, I was at a loss of words. I had so much hope for our relationship. We haven't even been dating for a month, and he was leaving me. I could practically hear Evan complaining about me ranting to him all the time. I almost laughed, thankfully I remembered where I was.

I didn't know how to act, I felt awkward and not sad. Why wasn't i said? I also felt like he wasn't telling me the whole story. Like there was something important I was missing, maybe because I didn't think he felt this way about me. I only knew him for a month.

Out of the awkwardness of him just sitting forward, his head down and his hands together, I upped and left. I got to my car and drove home. My brain wasn't processing what I had heard.

Feeling...numb, i walked into my room, laid down, and fell asleep. I don't even think i locked my door.