An American In London: S2

Chapter 17: Sorry

(Taehyung POV)

I sit in my room contemplating these strange feelings of confusion with anger.

Not once in my lifetime had I ever felt an anger like this before, especially not towards Aiden. It was a disgrace and I had no care for it so I try to push it aside. I dislike these feelings and wonder as to the nature of where Aiden's strange opinions manifested from.

He kept on repeating the fact I had moved on, but with who? I never thought of anyone day in and day out as much as I thought of him.

Actually, all I ever thought about was him, so how could I have magically moved onto anyone else.

"Unnng,"

I groan out loud while standing in the shower. Trying to wash these all-encompassing feelings away.

What did he mean he's done?
Did we break up?
Are we over?

At these thoughts, my heart starts to gives pangs of pain and my head starts to pound with a blinding migraine.

I turn off the hot water and get out of the shower, putting on my clean white robe as I walk back into my bedroom. Trying to get dressed but unable to focus on the pain consuming my body and my senses.

I lean against my bedpost, mentally exhausted to the point where it was starting to affect me physically.

There's a sudden thud that makes me jump with fright and I look over to find its source.

The thud is followed by a bang against my door and confused I walk over.

Pressing my ear to the door only to hear a choking sound. I slowly open the door only to find Aiden on his knees in front of my door.

His head had banged against the door and was looking down, his skinny arms limp and to his sides. He looked utterly destroyed.

"T-Tae..."

He stutters as he looks up at me, his face a shriveled mess of tears and I cross my arms. Ready for this explanation.

"Tae I'm sorry I didn't mean it. I didn't mean any of it. The thing is yesterday I was going to tell you that I'm done hiding. I want to be with you and really be with you from now on, because I love you and I'll never be able to stop the love I have for you and you're so perfect. And so I wanted to tell you right then and there so I ran to your company and saw you walking down the stairs with some girl so I thought you cheated on me when really she's your cousin and I didn't know she was your cousin so I was upset and ran into some random fucking street in the middle of nowhere, and it started raining but I ended up shirtless and then stumbled into a dance contest and there was this guy and he kissed me, and I might have kissed him back because I was just so pissed off by just seeing you holding her hand, and and then I passed out and ended up waking up in his apartment, and he says we didn't do anything but I have this stupid hickey on my neck that could just be from falling onto the uneven brick pavement but who the fuck knows. And then I can home and met your cousin and realized I fucked up. I really fucked up...."

He weeps while choking on his own tears to tell his story through his watery light brown eyes and sniffles mixed with coughing and more weeping. I stand back and close the door in his face.