Happier (Unexpected) | Dacre Montgomery COMPLETED

013. Confused - IRL

IRL

About a month went by and nothing had changed really, but I didn't mind it. Everything was sort of in a good place and it just felt right. We were getting a break from filming for a couple weeks because there'd been some sort of issue with the set and the producers and crew needed some time to fix it. I was taking it as an opportunity to go back to LA, catch up on a few things with Ellie and start my new musical projects. It had really come up out of nowhere and it'd just sort of worked out with the timing of my break. I was getting to work with a close friend of mine whom I'd been talking to about working together since I met him.

The day before we all went off and did our own thing for a few weeks, we all spent some time together, which was really nice. I'd all gotten incredibly close to all of them through filming, and even though we were coming back in a few weeks and we were going to be spending a lot of time together in the future, I was sad to have to say goodbye to them. We all went out as a cast and had a nice picnic in the woods near where "Hopper's Cabin" was located.

"You know, I'm actually going to miss you guys," I sighed as I laid down on the blanket I'd been sitting on, "Even you, Finn." Finn and I had developed a really close friendship. He was like the little brother I never had, which meant he annoyed me all of the time, but I loved the kid and I wanted to protect him and just take care of him. I think that it had a lot to do with the fact that I saw a lot of myself when I was younger in him.

"I mean, I guess I might miss you just a little bit too," he smiled.

"What are you guys all doing during our three weeks apart?" Joe asked.

"All us kids are going to Canada with Finn," Sadie answered.

"And we weren't invited?" I turned to Finn, "Hurtful..."

"You're all super busy with all the other stuff going on in your lives, and this was just a way for us kids to hang out and bond," he chuckled.

"I'm only kidding Wolfhard," I told him.

"I'm going back home to Australia to visit friends and family," Dacre smiled.

"And I'm going to Massachusetts to do the same," Joe chimed in.

"Nat and I are going to the UK to see my parents," Charlie answered.

"You're all going home to relax and I'm stuck going back to LA to work even more," I groaned, "Life is so unfair."

We laughed and talked for a little while before everyone started splitting off into little groups and doing their own things. It wasn't long before Dacre and I did the same. We ended up just going on a walk and talking. For a while longer just the two of us.

"So LA, huh?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm finally getting to work on my new music," I smiled, "I'm so excited."

"I was going to ask you to come with to Australia," he said sadly, "but I guess if it's for your own good and your career, I can't really hold it over you can I?" I laughed a little and smiled.

"That's really sweet of you," I told him, "You could always swing by LA if you get bored in kangaroo land."

He laughed and nodded, telling me he'd try to drop by at some point. That night was the last night I heard from him for the duration of our break. We went our separate ways and although I did make an effort to contact him, I just never got a response from him. It was kind of like he dropped off the face of the earth until near the halfway mark of the break, I received a text from him. I opened it excitedly, expecting him to say he was coming to visit or something of that nature. Reality slapped me in the face when I read it and it was him telling me he didn't want me to text him or try contacting him anymore.

I tried to talk to him about it and I sent a few texts as soon as I got it, but those were read and not answered. I was hurt. I didn't know what I'd done wrong and I didn't want to make things worse than they already seemed, so I listened. I didn't text him anymore and he didn't text me either. I took all the energy that I would've wasted on that and channeled it all towards my new projects.

Two or three days after the whole text incident, I got an email from the Duffers saying that break had been extended because of "unforeseen circumstances" and than instead of having three weeks off, we'd now be getting six weeks off. I didn't know whether to be excited because that meant I'd get more time to work on my music, or to be upset that I wouldn't be able to talk things through with Dacre for even longer. I opted to forget about the whole thing with D, and instead just focus on what was going on in that moment, which turned out to be the best decision that I could've taken at the time.

a/n: okay, so I might have told a little fib. this one is a little short too, but I've already written the next chapter and that one is where shit goes down. that one is probably going up either tomorrow (sunday march 10) or monday/tuesday, but most likely tomorrow :)