arabella's pov
needless to say, i definitely did not go to nash's room. instead, i went straight to to the roof so i could watch time square. i sat up there for a few hours, not sure where my head was at.
who the hell did nash think he was? he wasn't some amazing guy, he wasn't anything special, he was a traitor and a fuckboy and i hated him.
i snapped out of my thoughts as i heard the door to the roof open and someone sat beside me, i turned my head to find the one and only matt espinosa.
"hey stranger." i teased, smiling a little as i looked down at the thousands of people below us.
"hey," he chuckled a little, biting his lip gently.
"im sorry bella." he said softly, looking at me.
"you don't need to apologize." i said softly, not wanting to get into how bad he hurt me right now.
"yes, i do. because no one else will. we fucked you over. i fucked you over, as much as i didn't want to i still did and i am sorry for it. i never would've thought i'd be the guy to do that to my friend even, let alone the girl i loved." he said, making my eyes widen and turn to face him.
"what?" i asked, shocked at what i just heard.
"dude, i was in love with you." he replied, laughing a little, that huge grin on his lips.
"don't worry though, i won't like stalk you or anything crazy." he teased, a small blush on his lips.
"well, that's good. but why didn't you tell me?" i asked, curious.
"you loved nash, and i wanted you happy, that's all i've ever wanted for you bells." he answered.
i started talking when he shook his head,"let's get some sleep, rehearsals tomorrow." he spoke, helping me down off where i was sitting before walking back into the hotel.
authors note
I'm back 🖤😉
