Backstage Love

Chapter 10

PJ's POV
As soon as I wake up I remember everything that happened yesterday. Josh likes me, and I like him. But I also like Ben. Why is life so confusing? I decide to go for a run to try and clear my head. I leave the guys a not saying where I'm going.
I start off walking and then once I feel stretched out I start fastening my pace. I run to the Central Park area and stop by a bench to catch my breath. There's a slight breeze today and it's cooling me down from the run. Once I feel I have caught my breath I get up from the bench, which was a bad choice because I instantly run into someone. And being the petite person I am, I fall on my butt in to the hard concrete.
     "Oh my god, I'm so sorry," the person says while helping me up.
     "Don't be sorry it's my fault. Oh my god, Elliot?"
     "Peyton?"
     I hug him instantly. When I started my freshman years of college I met Elliot in one. of my classes and we became instant best friends. He was the closest thing I had to an older brother since Jordan was still back in Nashville. He hasn't changed one bit, same black hair, soft brown eyes, and such a beautiful smile.
       "How are you? How's life after college?" I ask.
       "It's good. My job lets me work out of home so I can basically go anywhere to work and I don't have to be stuck in an office. How about you?" he asks.
      "Stressful but amazing."
      "Stressful?"
      "Boy problems."
       "PJ," he starts, "You need to focus on something else, it's just like your second year of college."
       "I know, but that time was easier because both of those guys turned out to be d-bags."
     "What's different this time?"
      "Ones my co-worker and the other one is a guy that quickly became my best friend."
      "Give it time, but I have to get going, I have someone to meet."
     We say our goodbyes and I start walking home to think about who I like more. Let's see, with Ben, god Ben, he's just so nice and I can tell that he likes me but, I don't know.
     With Josh, holy goodness, I can tell he truly cares about me and doesn't want me to get hurt. He makes me feel safe whenever I'm in his arms. He can make me smile so easily.
    But how am I suppose to choose between best friends? Why is this so difficult? Why can't life just give me a sign? Just then my phone buzzes, no freaking way. I look and see it's just Jordan texting me.
   Bro 💗
   hey, i'm back in the city let's meet up i'm here for three months. just lmk

I don't text him back right away because I'm still just very confused on what to do. The apartment door comes into sight and I still don't know what I'm going to do. I open the door and see no one is in the apartment. I go into my room and put on a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt. I started not to feel very well on my here. I curl up on the couch with a blanket and turn on netflix. I hear the door open and close but I don't have the energy to move my head.
      "Hey PJ," I can tell that the voice is Josh's.
       "Hey," I say barely audible.
       "You okay?" he asks while putting his hand on my leg.
       I can't even talk so I just shake my head. I try to sit up but my head hurt instantly and I put my head in my hands.
   "What do you need?" Josh asks in a caring tone.
    "Water."
     Seconds later he comes back with a bottle of water. I take a few sips then set the water bottle on the table in front of me.
     The next thing I know Josh is saying my name repeatedly in an extremely worried tone and everything goes black.