It's the Falling in Love

It's the Falling in Love 2

Michael's P.O.V

"So Mike you gonna stop being an ass. I know you like her. Or at least feel some type of way."

"How many times do I have to tell you? I don't date remember. I haven't dated for a year now. If I wanted to then I would already have me someone."

Which is true. I dated this girl who is now my ex for 5 years. 5 whole damn years. 8th grade all the way up to my senior year of high school. She cheated on me. Guess for how long? Almost a year in a half. Who with? One of my best friends. Mhm. So I'm done.

"Michael I was there when all the shit went down. Bro your 19 years old almost 20. Don't let that girl stop you from finding love. I know you feel some type of way about her."

"Jorge. I don't like her. What the hell is your problem?" I'm growing highly annoyed with this.

"Alright bro. Whatever you say. But when she is dating someone else that isn't you, you'll regret not going after her. Then it'll be too late."

What does he not understand? I don't feel anything for her. Like do I have to draw him a picture or something?

"Look, I appreciate you man, but I know what I'm doing. I don't want her. Let her have someone." I make knowingly.

"Whatever you say. I'll see you later alright?" I wave him off.

I don't like when people be trying to telling me what I'm feeling. Only I myself knows how I'm feeling. This is the reason why I went to college was to get away from people. People who try to tell me what I should do and how to live my life. Let me live it how I want to live it. Let me do me. I'm not perfect. I'll make mistakes. But I'll grow from it and learn the hard way.

Well since I'm up, I might as well start the day even though my class isn't until 4 and it's 8:42 am.

I get up walking out of the room into the living room.

"Love you Drey!" She hollers.

"I love you too Liz!" She hollered back.

"Damn, don't y'all know it's too early for that hollering shit." I said more to myself rubbing my eyes stretching.

Then Elizabeth walks out of their room.

"Damn, don't you know that I'm already tired of hearing your mouth? That's all you do is run it. You always have something to say. Just shut up."

"Aren't you cute. I was here before you Elizabeth and if you can't handle it feel free to move. It'll be less stressful. Hell I'll even help you move."

"You know what? Fuck you Michael. It's childish boys like you who treat nice people like me like we are just a walking piece of garbage. Then when we actually meet a nice person we turn them away. I don't even fucking know you for you to even be treating me like this. You are toxic as hell. You should be proud of yourself for ruining people." That hit home a little bit. But I'm not going to let this girl one up on me.

"How about you just mind your own damn business. You don't know shit about me. And never will. Fuck off." She scoffs.

"Good, because I never asked or was planning on getting to know you. You are a waste of time bro. But just know this Michael, if you keep that toxic energy you'll eventually run everyone away. Then you'll be all alone. Have fun." She gives me a wink before walking back into her room.

Damn it!

Why is she right?

I want her to be wrong.

Fuck! I have to talk to her.

Before it's too late.

Why do I even care what she thinks?!

I don't that's right.

I hear her room door open and she is completely dressed. I look at her up and down but she doesn't even acknowledge my existence. She just walks out of the front door. I pick up a glass cup throwing it against the wall. Glass everywhere. I don't know what I'm going to do. This is going to be a long semester.

Elizabeth's P.O.V

I couldn't deal with his shit anymore. I don't know why he has to be a complete asshole. But then again a lot of hot guys are asses. I mean he's so attractive. Like I'd date him for sure. I'm sure deep down he's a sweetheart. But I don't know.

Then I bump into someone.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry!" I bend down helping them pick up their stuff.

"No, it's my fault. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." I got a good look at his face and he's a cutie. Short black hair. Bright blue eyes. A little taller than me. He's buff but not too much.

"No, I'm sorry it's my fault. I was too deep into my thoughts I wasn't focusing."

"Well it's quite alright. Things happen. I'm sorry but what's your name? I'm Zane Turley."

"I'm Elizabeth Asbury, nice to meet you Zane." He gives me a smile that makes me smile.

"Nice to meet you as well. I was actually heading to go get some breakfast. Would you like to come? I'm sorry for being straightforward. I don't mean to creep you out."

"You aren't creeping me out. I'd love to." I give him a smile.

"Awesome! I have to go drop my stuff off at my dorm but it's on the other end. I can meet you somewhere or something."

"My dorm is literally right here. Why don't you just put your stuff there and we can come back and get it when we get done?" He looked shocked.

"Really? That'd be awesome if it isn't a problem."

"Nope, not at all. Follow me."

I walk him to my dorm unlocking the door opening it.

"Here you can set your stuff in my room. It's right here." I point to my room and he goes in there putting his stuff away.

I glance over at Michael because he's been staring at me since we both walked in. Leaning against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed. He doesn't look very happy at all.

"Thanks for letting me put my stuff here. I owe you one."

"It's not a problem at all. But anyways Zane meet Michael one of my roommates. Michael meet Zane." Zane walks over to Michael holding his hand out to shake Michael's. Michael looks at his hand before extending his out to shake it.

"It's nice to meet you Michael."

"You too Zane." Wow. Real enthused.

"Welp it's time to get going I suppose you ready?"

"Ready whenever you are." He grabs my hand which frankly I don't care walking us both to the door. I take one last look at Michael and I could've sworn I seen him clench his jaw.

"Zane can you wait out there for me. I forgot something."

"Of course. No biggie." He walks out shutting the door behind him.

I turn around to look back at Michael and he still doesn't have a pleasant look on his face. So I walk over to him.

"What's wrong with you?"

"He's not good enough for you."

"What the hell are you even talking about Michael? I just met him. I'm not dating him. And if I did what's it to you?"

"You are right. It doesn't matter. It doesn't affect me. Have fun." He brushes past me hard making sure his shoulder hit mine.

"Michael, stop being such a fucking jerk! Talk to me."

"I don't have anything to say to you." Michael went to his room slamming his door.

What the hell is his problem? Hell if I know. I'll talk to him later I guess.