Depths •||• scomiche

16.

it's 5 am, according to my phone. if i leave now, troye probably won't notice that i've been gone the entire night. scott was still sleeping, luckily.

i quietly got up, really not wanting to wake scott, and got my clothes. while i looked around his room, i found the guns n roses shirt that i forgot last time. when i say 'last time', it feels like i've done this 100 times, but that isn't true.

before i left i went up to scott one more time and kissed his forehead, because he's just so cute.

i slowly opened the door and walked out, holding my shoes, because i didn't want to put them on.

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when i got to my room i opened it as quietly as possible, also not wanting to wake troye. oh, he isn't here. well then... he's probably with jacob or something. i dumped my stuff on the ground and fell face first on my bed.

why did i get dragged into this again? i wish i could just say no to scott, but he's too amazing. i really have to find some kind of boyfriend or something, because scott has haley anyway. maybe he doesn't even like me. maybe he just wants to fuck.

great, now i'm sad.

no, i'll find someone better.

yeah.

i'll go find a boyfriend.

but i want scott.

but he just wants my body.

ugh.

why am i crying?

u:
hi where are you

wait, it's 5 am. troye won't text me back.

u:
jacob help

he won't answer either.

jacob:
what's wrong?

nevermind.

u:
yesterday after the party me and scott did stuff

jacob:
?

u:
hmmmMm

jacob:
oh

u:
help this was the second time

jacob:
o h

u:
i know

i fucked up

jacob:
it'll be fine

i hope

u:
no

help

jacob:
maybe you should just forget this happened and not talk to him for a while

u:
and how does that help?

jacob:
gives you time to think

about stuff

i think

u:
maybe

i'll try

thanks i have to go

jacob:
tell me if something else is wrong

u:
yep

bye

thanks

i turned off my phone and put it next to my head on the bed.

i don't know what to do.

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"mitch!" troye barged in. i apparently fell asleep, so he really sacred me.
"oh shit, sorry."

"it's fine." i slowly sat up. my head hurts.

i got my phone and saw messages from scott.

scott:
hello

why did you leave?

im sorry

i didn't respond, because i didn't want to.

"what day is it today?" i asked troye.

"sun... day? i think?"

"oh, fuck, okay." i wiped my have across my face and got out of my bed.

"why are you fully dressed?" troye asked.

oh shit. ehh.
"i was tired."

scott:
im sorry but can you please respond?

i know i fucked up

i know that should've never happened again

but please respond

u:
i don't understand shit right now, so can you please stop texting me ?

i almost threw my phone against the wall, but kept myself contained because troye's here.

"are you okay?" he asked, sitting on his own bed.

"yeah, i'm alright."

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short shORT SHORT ass chapter just so i can easily go into the next one

do you have any youtube/artist merch?

i have the dan and phil japan sweater, dnp bracelet and i have a queen shirt

bye expect an update later today or tomorrow perhaps

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