Assume (Solby)

Chapter 1

They thought it was just another fight. They thought it was gonna be okay. Take some time apart. But the hours turned into days and the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months and the months turned into a year.

A year. The longest they have been apart.

A year, how long they hated each other. Well, at least they thought.

(Sam's pov)

Me and Katrina sat on the couch, watching another scaring music. She cuddled up to me.

My phone vibrated.

Colby Brock posted a video

Yes, I still have his post notifications on. I hate him, I don't know why I just turn it off.

Yeah, I hate him. I don't miss him. At all. I think.

I have Katrina. She is kind and adorable and I love her. Yes, I love her. I think.

What am I thinking? Of course I love her, I'm dating her. Or am I just using her cause I miss him.

I need to get out of my head. It's been a year with no talking. He clearly hates me. So, it doesn't matter.

Okay, no it hasn't been a year of no talking. I texted him once but.. He told me to stop.

Sam: hey, I just wanted to say sorry. Sorry for everything. I wanted to say sorry for if I had ever done anything horrible to you. It's been 4 months and we have never been apart this long. I am so so sorry.

Colby: I know you Don't mean it. I know you hate me and just want to apologize to use me again. You remember what you said. So stop. I know you don't mean it.

Sam: fine, I tried to fix things. I tried to fix things for us and the fans.

Colby: are the fans all you care about?

Sam: no! You are twisting my words! Can't you just except an apology?

Colby: no, I don't except fake apologies.

Yeah. It was bad.

"Sam!" Katrina yelled at me.

"What? Sorry I was lost in thought." I said looking to Katrina.

She laughed, "Well, clearly. Are you tired or something?" She asked.

"Um.. Yeah. I think I'm gonna go back to my place." I said standing up.

"Well, be careful driving back to the house." She said standing up and kissing me.

Yeah. After our fight, Colby left the house. He told me to fuck off before slamming the door. I haven't seen him since. He is still friends with everyone else though. I assume he just drove to Brennen's apartment and got his stuff when I left.

Colby was a selfish prick. He was a fuckboy prick. But.. He was my fuckboy prick.

God what am I saying? I just.. He won't get off my mind lately. The first few months didn't bother me. Then it started to get under my skin. Now I am just miserable. He was like a virus, he infected my mind.

I... I need to stop.

"By babe!" I yelled walking out of Katrina's apartment.

"Bye!" She yelled back.

I closed the door and sighed. Why won't he leave my head?

I go to my car. His smile is just burned into my mind.

I turned it on and started driving down the road.

His laugh. That contagise laugh. That smile that Brown hair those blue eyes.

I think I started crying.

I just.. I just miss him. I miss him. I miss him so much.

That fucker won't leave me alone and he isn't even talking to me.

-

"Hey Sam!" Corey said as I walked in.

I smiled tiredly. "Hey! What did you do today?"

His smile dropped,"Oh, nothing. Just.. filmed.. a bit.. and you know.. colbycameoverandididntknowifyouwouldcareornot." He said fast.

I tried not to show it but I was kinda sad I missed him coming over, but I was also mad. "Oh. I mean, he is your friend. I don't really care." I said shrugging.

Corey laughed nervously, "Yeah yeah. It's just.. you know.. you guys were best friends one second and enemies the next."

I looked away walking to the stairs, "Yeah..." I said quietly.

"He uh.. He misses you. You know That, right?" Corey said.

I stopped, in that moment I felt like I was in a cliche move. "No. No he doesn't. Just.. stop trying to make me feel better. It's honestly annoying." I said. I don't know where that anger came from. It just flowed out like lava, hot and mean.

Corey just sighed, "um.. sorry." He said walking back to the living room.

I groaned, I'm so stupid.

I walked into my room, looking at Colby's old one. I remember running in and trying to wake him up all the time. It was always so hard, he was such a deep sleeper.

I flopped onto my bed, kicking my shoes off. 

It was a quiet night. I wish I could just sleep. 

Why? Why is he on my mind like this? We hate each other so I don't know why.

I guess, I don't hate him? I know I miss him. I am just repeating my thoughts now.. 

He'll always hate me anyway. so I should just stop.