He Cared

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The elevator ride was the slowest thing in the world. Words went through my head of what to say, but I completely spaced out. Once the elevator stopped on the 16th floor, we both walked out, halting when we reached my room.

"Are you okay?" Dallon asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Thanks though, for everything"

Dallon nodded and smiled, "I'll see you in the morning"

"Bye," I smiled and turned toward my door, Dallon walking into his room.

I pressed my ear to the door, hearing nothing but silence. Slowly, I pushed open the heavy door, looking around for Brendon. After a good look of the small hotel room with no sign of him, I looked at the balcony. Brendon had his arms crossed on the railing, his head buried in them, body seemingly trembling.

I walked toward the balcony, slowly opening the the sliding glass door, his loud sobs echoing through the hotel room.

"Brendon..."

"O-oh, um.. h-hi," he turned around, wiping tears from his eyes, "I, uh, didn't know i-if you'd come back.."

I slowly nodded, "I didn't know either, but I'm going to give you a second chance"

"O-okay," he slightly smiled, "I'm really, really sorry for everything I said and did, I-I didn't mean any of it. I guess I was just upset about everything"

"I understand. And for the record, there is nothing going on between Dallon and I, okay?"

"Yeah. It's just that you guys have been hanging out a lot more lately, and I guess my inner jealousy came out. I'm sorry," he apologized and I laughed.

"Awe, is someone jealous?" 

"Not anymore," he giggled, wiping away tears that were still falling.

I pulled him into an unexpected hug, squeezing him tight.

"I love you"

"I love you more," I smiled.

"Mhmm, sureee"

I pulled away, "do you really want to start another fight?" I laughed.

"Maybe I do," he smiled.

I ran inside of the hotel room, Brendon following me. I grabbed a pillow and threw it in his direction, hitting him in the chest.

"Hey!" He grinned, "that was uncalled for!"

Slowly, I started walking toward him. I grazed his face with my hands, gently pulling his face to mine until our lips met. I missed this; feeling like nothing in the world mattered except for us. I never really knew how much I missed his presence, warmth, smile. 

"What was that for?" He asked, his cheeks flushing a light pink.

Suddenly the door flew open, Zack speed walking into the room, phone in hand.

"Guys, we have a huge problem and I don't know what the fuck to do"

"What do you mean?" Brendon and I said nearly in sync.

He showed us a video on Twitter that was posted by someone.

"Andd..??? The video is pitch black, what does that have to do with anything?"

"Oh, my bad, lemme just turn up the volume"

Zack pressed the volume button a few times, and I immediately heard the 'huge problem' he was talking about. Brendon and I's screaming argument was recorded for all to hear.