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Blake's pov

I wake up and Reece wasn't next to me. I wipe my eyes and slowly get up. I get out of his room and see him at the kitchen table eating cereal.

- Good morning. I mumble.

- Morning. He looks to me, yet looks back to his cereal. I walk to the coffee machine and make myself one.

- So, where's George? I ask sitting in front of him with my coffee.

- Out with Natasha.

- Alright. Can we talk about what -

- There's nothing to talk about Blake.

- Yes there is.

- No. There isn't. It just, happened. He didn't even look at me.

- But Reece, it didn't "just happen". I say trying to get him to talk.

- Look Blake, nothing. Happened. Okay? Get over it. He says rudely, finally looking to me, but not with a look someone can fall in love with.

- Fine. He rolls his eyes and took his phone out.

Why am I so hurt by this?

- I think I'll be heading back to my hotel room. I say standing up without him saying a word.

Reece's Pov

What the hell am I doing.

Shutting Blake out.

Saying nothing happened, When we both know, something did happen.

Being rude to him.

When I love Blake.

I decided to take a shower, get ready since it's a day off.

After my nice warm shower full of thoughts, I check my messages and notice one from Lena.

Lena 👏💯
Hey😂 Me and Lisa are going to the movies later, we want to know if you boys want to join?💜

Eh, sure why not. But, can you ask Blake? I think he's mad at me.

Lena 👏💯
What did you do now?

It's, a long story...

Lena 👏💯
Just ask him.

Fine.

I walk out of my room and look at Blake's door. I sigh before knocking.

He opened the door yet shut it right after.

- Blake. I say at the door.

He opened the door again.

- What? He says rudely.

- Are you crying? I ask noticing his eyes were a little red.

- Why do you even care?

- Blake. Why were you crying?

- Doesn't matter. Why did you come here in the first place?

- Lena asked if we wanted to go to the movies. So?

- I guess. He says slamming the door in my face.

Blake's pov

I shut the door and continue crying.

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