My Secret - Breece

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Reece's perspective

I needed to talk to Blake, I needed to tell him that I actually like him, how couldn't I realized it sooner.

To George 9:28pm
Can we switch seats, just in a few minutes???

I stretched out and looked over the seats, I saw George's head turning back and looking after me, I was staring at him so he could find were I sat, when he had found me I raised my eyebrows as a question if we could switch seats because he probably had read my text, he looked at Blake and I assumed he asked what he wanted, Blake sat at a different angle so I could not see more than a bit of his brown hair stacked over the chair. George turned his face against me again and shakes his head. I sat down properly and sighed.

The hours went and the funniest thing that has happened in this flytrip was to hear the old lady next to me snoring. The only thing I did the 100 hours during the flight, was to think about what to say to Blake, I had made a plan of how I would make him try to listen to me when he obviously didn't want to talk to me, not like I blame him for it, I understand why he doesn't want to talk to me right now so that's why I have to take care of this on my own when George also seems angry or something at me atm.

When the plane had landed did I quickly take out my backpack from the hat shelter and tried to go to Blake and George, which was close to the door. I tried to run to them but it was very difficult when all the people stood up in the plane now and were taking their things off the shelves. I felt how somebody grabbed my arm angry and pushed me back.

"You'll can at least wait a little, everyone will get out of the plane no need to fucking run" I looked for where the voice came from and saw how an angry old guy stood looking over me.

"sorry" I muttered and tried to go again but once again pulled me back and then squeezed past me and began to leave the plane. Some people do I not really understand because now he did that exactly same thing I did that he complained to me about.

Blake's perspective

I felt empty, just empty, that's the only thing I feel right know. I don't really think my brain know what has happened or what to feel, or it just waits to break up until I'm home and no one can see my tears.

When me and George had picked up our suitcases we were out of the airport with some fans. It happens quite often when we fly that fans is outside and waiting for us, that's cute but I really don't think they should stand for hours on a Airport and wait for us just to take little picture and then go, but because we had to wait for Reece didn't it matter because now we even could talk a little bit with the fans and they really got me in a better mood. But the majority of the things they asked were Reece where and I felt how it just hurt more and more in my chest of hearing his name, I didn't want to wait for him, I wanted to take a taxi home, but I'm still in a band and I can't just leave Reece here alone.

"Reece" I heard how 10 girls screamed, I turned around and saw Reece coming out through the big door, he smiled wide against the fans and tried to increase his steps a bit, immediately when he arrived to us he started hugging and take pictures with the fans and he looked all happy like he never had broke someone's heart.

"If you excuse us girls but me and Blake need to go to the bathroom before we leave." Reece said and walked up and put his hand on my shoulder first I just got shook that he said my name but then I got angry because I know he probably just wanted to play with my feelings or say how stupid I was for liking him.

"No, I don't need to" I replied, trying to discreetly wipe away Reece's hand from my shoulder, but I failed.

"But you said on the plane that you had to go to the toilet" he said. No I didn't? He turned me around so that we now stood face-to-face. He looked deep into my eyes as if he was trying to hypnotize me, but I do not want to be his doll, but I couldn't help looking back in his beautiful green eyes, it felt like we stood there for ages. That we two were against the world, it was like all my sadness and anger over him had just disappeared when he just stood there and looked deeply into my eyes, I got a feeling that I wanted to kiss him and I was so close to do that, but then I remembered the 15 fans who stood and watching us.

"Ehm, guys, taxi's here" heard I George say a little further away, thank you, George saved me there, it was like I was under Reece's spell and if we just had stood there in a few more seconds I would have kissed him even though he didn't like me and that he makes me feel like the worst. We turned to the fans and said goodbye and then went to where the taxi cars stood waiting.

After just a few minutes, I hear how one of the girls whispers to another "Breece is real" Breece, the stupid ship name me and Reece had. It was so ridiculous, but I could not help the smile I got on my face when I heard that name. I don't really get that boy Reece, in the first second, he makes me the happiest man on earth, but in the other second I want to break all the contacts I've ever had with him.

Reece's perspective

My plan about talk to Blake had failed, he wouldn't just play along and go with me to the toilet and listen to me.

We all sat in silence in the taxi. We was all tired even though we had sat on an airplane in like 11 hours. I didn't want to say what I was going to say to Blake on the airport because now in the taxi because I didn't want George to hear even though he 100% already knew about Blake's feelings for me so would I want what I would say to Blake just be between us two.

When we had come to the studio we walked out of the taxi and picked up our suitcases, Joe wanted to meet us in the studio after we had landed, probably because he had fly home a few days earlier than us, so he probably would just check that the last concert went well.

Just as I had predicted, he asked if everything went as it would at the last concert and the flight when he was not there to control what we did.

When I was on my way out from the studio I looked up at Blake and saw that he was already looking at me, when our eyes met, he quickly looked down in his lap and putted on his jacket.

"I just have to go to the toilet, can you wait for me here or should we go somewhere else?" Said George and got up from the bench. Oh so George didn't even think Blake can be alone in the same room as me, great. He looked at Blake who just nodded to answer and I guess that means that he could wait here together with me. After George had disappeared into the bathroom, only me and Blake were in the room. I got up from the bench I sat on and then sat next to Blake where George had previously sat.

"You know that we have to talk sometime." I said, looking at Blake that just staring out in the air. He ignored me, good...

"Please do not ignore me, I just want you to listen to me, then you can do what ever you want, then you can ignore me if you want or you'll can even hate me if that's what you want, just listen on what I have to say, please" I felt how my words became weaker and weaker the more I talked and my eyes were wet from tears.

"Why should I listen to you, you broke my heart?" I now heard how actually broken he sounds.

"Just listen" My tears had now begin to fall down against my cheeks.

Blake's perspective

I'm not going to lie, it broke my heart a little more to see Reece cry, but I was not ready to hear how bad I was from him, why did he even care, when did he ever care about me? My anger just grew and grew, I first tell my feelings to him and he just runs away, then he comes back with tears in his eyes and wants to talk to me, what should I even believe about him?

"No, I do not want to listen, you should not talk to me okay? I don't need to know from others how fucking disgusting I am" I got up and wiped my tears. I heard George coming out of the bathroom and saw how his face turned from a smile to a confusion face when he saw his two band mates and best friends crying. He was about to say something but I didn't want to hear, I took my bags and tried to halfway runaway, away from Reece, away from everything, I couldn't do this anymore.