Perfectly Imperfect | Breece ( DISCONTINUED )

' ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ '

Reece's Pov

I walk over to the gang and smile as Lena took my hand. Blake just seemed so careless now. Looked happier than before.

- Want to go out for supper? Even if it's 9:58 pm. Lisa asked us with a laugh.

- Great idea. George replied.

- Where are we going to eat?

- Nandos. I say.

They all nod and we walked to Nandos.

I sat between Lena and Blake while George and Lisa were in front of us.

- So, Reece? Lena asked looking to me.

- Hmm?

- Prom night is in three weeks, and I want to know if you would like to be my date? I look to Blake and he smirks.

- I would love to. I say back.

- George? Lisa asked looking to him.

- Of course. He smiles.

- Blake you can join us. Lena says.

- Oh yeah so I can Third wheel again? I'll pass thanks for asking. He says rudely while rolling his eyes and looks outside.

- I'm sure I can find you a da--

-- you know what? Fuck this bullshit date. If I would want to go to prom, it would be with one person. And that one person is completely off limits. He says cutting Lena off with tears beginning in his eyes as he looked back outside.

- Blake? Do you want to talk outside buddy? George says looking to him.

- You would be the last person I would talk to about what's going on. You know what? I think I'm just going to go back to the hotel, I'm exhausted. Lena, Reece, may you excuse me?

Lena moves and so do I.

- We'll talk about this later. I whisper grabbing his arm.

- Fuck you. He says getting out of my grip and walking out.

I sit back down, a little shocked on the way Blake is behaving. He isn't that type. He's kind and calm, I guess I've gotten the bad side of him out.

Blake's pov

I was just so tired, of those games Reece is playing. I call a taxi to take me back to the hotel.

I walk into my hotel room and just fell onto the sofa in the living room.

Why is Reece making my life a living hell?

I began to think about him, as my eyes became heavy and fell asleep.

About an hour later, I woke up with a phone call. Of course, from Reece.

- Hello? I say with a yawn.

- Can we talk?

- Why would I want to talk to you after what happened?

- Blake, I can explain.

- Fine, come over I guess.

I hang up before he manages to say another word.

A couple of moments later, Reece was knocking at my door.

I open the door, and for some reason, I was happy to see him.

- Blake.

- Reece.

- May I come in?

I move to let him in. He sat on the sofa while I just stayed in the arch near the entrance.