Love Triangle

~ 5 ~

2 weeks later

Jian's POV

Are you enjoying your time off?" Justin asked. He sounded pretty happy on the other side of the line. Of course he had to be. Everyone was happy during the holidays, no lectures to go to, no getting up early. Just time to hang out with friends, go on roadtrips. Maybe go into town for a couple of days.

After a long pause I replied.

"Yeah it's been good..."

"Is there something else J? You seem a little off" he asked, in a rather concerned tone.

How the hell could he tell so well how I was feeling through the phone. Justin truly did know me the best.

"Oh nothing, I'm just not having an amazing day."

I wasn't ready to tell him everything, I didn't even know what to do myself. Even if I wanted to tell him, there was a high risk of loosing him and I'd rather have Justin as a friend than not at all because of some stupid feelings that probably meant nothing.

Just when he wanted to reply I saw Jonathan walk in.

"Umm sorry I have to go now Justin... talk to you later!"

"Ok... see you soon"

After a few seconds he spoke up again. "And Jian?" - "mhm?" - "I miss you."

My heart skipped a beat. He missed me.

"Uh yeah me too... wish you were here, bye" I put my phone down and watched Jonathan get himself breakfast.

"H-He missed me" I stuttered not realizing I said it out loud.

Jonathan looked at me. "Who missed you?"

I looked up at him and shook my head. I couldn't deny it anymore. It was just impossible to ignore the burning feeling any longer. But that didn't make it any better, rather it just seemed to break over me like a gigantic wave and everything I could hold on to was now gone, exposing me fully to the force that was drowning me.

What should I do now? Confess to him? I've never been stuck in a situation like this in my life!

Why did I have to fall in love with him? Why was this all happening to me?

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I almost fell off my bed in shock when I suddenly heard my phone ringing. I caught myself and picked up my phone, looking at who it was.

"Justin" it said on the screen. I instantly put my phone aside again, tears forming in my eyes at the thought of him. I couldn't talk with him.. it would hurt too much. I could tell he was worried, I haven't been answering his texts for days and his texts and calls were getting more frequent. But I hadn't managed to answer yet. I just couldn't.

I picked up my phone again staring at it for a little while before I watched the screen getting dark as I switched it off. Like that would make it better somehow I also took the battery out if it, hiding it in my drawer.

Then I curled up in my bed again, drowning myself in misery... I couldn't go on like this anymore.