Your Voice Is My Alarm Clock (A Jon Cozart And Thomas Sanders Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Thomas Sanders's POV

"Jon I-I'm sorry. I-I-"

"What? How? Why are you watching that?" Jon stands in the doorway, eyes glued to the screen.

I pause and watch his expression. I could tell he's been crying, because his eyes are red. Then, I see it in his hand. My phone.

"Jon? Why do you have my phone?" he blushes, then hides it from my view.

"First tell me why the hell you're watching my personal stuff?" he questions.

"I didn't mean too," I turn around to face him completely,"It was titled my name so I thought-"

"So you thought it was fair game? That you could watch and it wouldn't matter?" he interrupts.

"Why do you have my phone?" I demand again.

Jon purses his lips, sighs, and pulls out my phone again.

"What is this?" he shoves my phone at me. I take it from him and look at the screen.

Dear Thomas...

Oh no.

Only one person sends me texts starting with 'Dear Thomas.'

"Who is it?" Jon presses. Anger bubbles inside me.

"Now who gave you the right to snoop in my stuff?" I snap.

"First off, you left it on the counter. All I did was walk by it and a text from this Tyde guy pops up!"

"He's not just some guy!" I explode, "He just so happens to be my boyfriend!"

It takes me a second to realize I've stood up. It takes me another second to realize I am towering over Jon, who is standing by the doorway. Then I realize he's crying. He was looking straight up at me, his teeth gritted, "Why didn't you tell me Thomas? What did you have against me that you couldn't tell me something that was so important to you?"

I can tell he's trying not to look hurt. But I know Jon I can see it in his eyes, I hit way too close to home.

"Jon, I..." I pause, "I didn't want to hurt you."

"Hurt me? Hurt me?" he bursts, "Thomas! You hid the fact that you were dating someone! You kept a secret from me! And you think that wouldn't hurt me?"

"I'm sorry Jon! But you know what? What would you have done if I told you? Would you have really been happy for me? Can you really say that you would have treated me the same?"

Jon doesn't answer, instead, he asks, "Who the hell is this Tyde anyway?"

"I met him on a plane."

"A plane," he says, looking at me in disbelief, "You met this guy on a plan, and what, was it love at first sight?"

"You now what, maybe it was! Besides, what is it to you? How would you know? Why does it matter that I'm dating someone?" I counter. I don't expect an answer, we both already know the answer. So, when he does say something, I'm caught off guard.

"Because I liked you, Thomas. Maybe even loved you. But now I know the feeling isn't mutual. To be honest,I thought I had a chance. That maybe you felt the same. That maybe...I don't know! That something could happen between us! I thought maybe if we talked-"

"Then why didn't you say something!" I blurt.

Jon just stands there, tears still falling. My anger slowly dissolves, and I can feel the sadness taking over. I can feel my tears coming, but I don't want Jon to see him. I don't want to show him that I care.

"I-I have to go," I breathe.

And with that I take my phone, grab my bag, and walk out of Jon's apartment. Leaving nothing behind but my trust, dreams, and the one person I thought might've loved me.

(Hey guys! Sorry this update didn't come sooner! I had it all written out, but I got very busy! So how are you? Hope you all are doing wonderful! Do you like the update? Suggestions? Let me know, I'd love to hear from you! Well, gtg. I have to work on chemistry. You know the drill! BYEEEEEEEE)