We arrived at my place and both got out silently. We went inside; Toby wet straight to the kitchen looking for food but I don't get how he could eat when we just ate. I just threw my stuff by the door and rushed upstairs trying to avoid him even though that would be pretty hard. I grabbed some sweats, a plain purple cropped top and a black sports bra off the floor and walked to the bathroom. I changed into what I had just grabbed and pulled my hair into a messy bun.
I went back to my room and jumped in surprise causing me to drop my things. "WHAT THE FUCK TOBY! I NEARLY HAD A HEART ATTACK!"
"Whoops.." he shrugged. I called him some "kind" words before bending down, picking up my clothes and walking to my closet and dumping my clothes in. I get up then walk to my dresser and start rearranging it; trying to waste some time. I can feel Toby watching me which got my heart racing. He clears his throat and I slowly turn around and face him. I rake his body one more time and notice how perfect he looks. In the sunlight his eyes look really light brown and it suits him. I go down to his lips. They're so red and inviting that I just want to run over and kiss him.
His slight frown formed into a smirk and realizing I was probably staring at them for too long. "What..?" I ask. I can already feel my cheeks heating up. "Nothing." he replied with a knowing look in his eyes, "Anyways," he started nervously, "We still have to um.. talk.." he finished still nervous. Honestly I don't know why he's so nervous, I'm not nervous, I just don't want to talk about this.
I sighed for what felt like the 10th time today. "Look Toby we don't have to talk about this in fact lets not talk about this and act like nothing ever happened." I sighed again hoping he will just leave so I can go on Netflix but i also hope he stays because we really do need to figure this out but I don't know if I really want too. "No, I'm sorry but I am not leaving till we talk about this." he stated. I didn't know if I was happy or mad or maybe I was a little of both.
I sighed for what I hope would be the last time and sat down on the bed beside him. "So back at the restaurant before you ran out," I blushed at the memory, "when you were yelling or about to yell you were saying or thought that I didn't remember the text or care about that kiss.." "you don't Toby but whatever it's fine.. I'm not mad anymore.." you try to look at him but you can't so you look at your feet instead. "Yeah well that's where you're wrong and please look at me." I slowly looked at him. He had the saddest yet cutest expression on his face, it was too much so I looked back down.
He sighed then started again, "You know Evan doesn't really care about you.." Evan? Oh right Evan the guy I am supposed to like.. "He's a player, all he does is hook up with one girl then moves to the next. Honestly, it's disgusting." I just sit there shaking my head, I can't believe he's saying this about Evan! Sure he's not perfect but nobody's perfect.
"That's not true.." I said trying to convince myself more than him but still shaking my head ferociously. "Yes it is!" "No its not!" This getting too much for me.. "It is! Please believe!" he was practically begging but I don't care. What he said was really rude and even if it was true he still shouldn't have said it!
"But there's someone who does like you and cares about you." he started again. "Please stop.." I whispered but it just made him talk louder. "Why won't you give me a chance??"
Wait what.. "Why won't you realize that Evan's not the right guy for you??"
"Toby.." I said slowly, he just talked louder over me till he was practically yelling. "I'M THE GUY FOR YOU EM AND I ALWAYS HAVE BEEN!!"
This can't be happening.. "WHY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR ABOUT 6 YEARS NOW FOR YOU!?" Oh my god please no... Please tell this isn't happening and its just a dream..
"AND THAT KISS," he was breathing heavily and looking straight at me but I didn't know what to do, I was speechless. My heart was racing at a really fast pace that I think it was gonna rip out of my chest.
"THAT KISS WAS THE BEST KISS I'VE HAD IN A LONG TIME!! IT FELT... MAGICAL LIKE THERE WAS FIREWORKS AND EVERYTHING. IT JUST HELPED PROVE MY POINT THAT YOU WERE THE PERFECT GIRL.. THE ONE!!" "Please.. lets talk about this in a reasonable manner" this was too much to process, too much information for me all at once. "WHAT DO YOU EVEN SEE IN EVAN?? HE'S NOT THE GUY FOR YOU! HE'S NOT YOUR TYPE!" he was actually yelling by now. I wanted to ask him what my type was but decided against it and let him continue.
"YEAH HE'S ATTRACTIVE AND CAN BE NICE BUT WHAT DO YOU HAVE IN COMMON??" he got up and started walking to my bedroom door. "but me," he said softer and quieter, his expression becoming sadder every second "I'm the one for you.." and with that he walked out of my room. "I-I lik-like.." I tried to say after him but it couldn't come out.
I walked to my bedroom window and saw him walk at a really fast pace towards his care, his face was very ready and he was breathing heavily. I heard him start his car and zoom away. I don't know where he was going; his house, back to school, I don't know.
I plopped back down on my bed, my head spinning. I've never seen him freak out like that. I have a feeling this didn't solve anything but made things even more awkward and complicated. On a different note though... Who did I like.. Toby or Evan?
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Hey guys so this is chapter 8!! It was a very... confessiony chapter but I'm honestly really proud of it.
So what did you guys think about Toby's like confession part? Or his slight meltdown? Or Emily's reaction?
I am still editing all chapters so please again ignore the spelling and grammar!If you notice that there are extra parts/words or sentences added then that is because I' am slowly editing each chapter and adding a bit of extra things or details. It won't be major like you would have to re-read the whole thing but it would probably be more at the end of the chapter.
I'm really sorry if this chapter is late and you guys have been dying to know what happens but I've been busy and had a few problems on the way.
I am honestly proud of Toby for finally telling Emily how he feels but that's my opinion.
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Mr. Popular or My Bestfriend
Teen FictionIt all began with this guy, Evan Johnson, the love of my life. I spent day and night thinking about him, he never left my mind. He was tall, well at least taller than me, he had nice sky blue eyes, dirty blonde hair and had an amazing personality, p...