You Were The Only One | Tyrus

7; Hopefully

~TJ's POV~

I tried to focus on the hum of the light in the bathroom. My head was rested on the cold tile wall. The hum of the light was a good distraction, but it wasn't annoying enough for it to consume my thoughts.

I know it was all part of the game, but seeing Cyrus kiss Jonah set something off in me. What if he likes Jonah and that kiss made him happy? I want Cyrus to be happy, but I want to be the one that makes him happy.

I hated crying. It was rare, but when it happened, I hated it. I definitely like Cyrus. Beyond what I should like him as friends, but here i am, crying on my bathroom floor while he's in the next room. I just know that he's going to be all about Jonah after that kiss.

What a stupid game.

Cyrus means so much to me, but if I tell him that I like him then I might ruin the best friendship I have ever had. I don't want to put my feelings out there if they aren't going to be reciprocated either.

I was jostled out of my thoughts by a knock at the door.

"TJ? You alright?" I heard Marty whisper loud enough for me to hear. I wiped away my tears and sniffled before answering him.

"Uh yeah. Just feeling a little sick." I lied. I didn't want to ruin the party with my stupid emotions. I tried to muffle the sobbing sounds that my body was making naturally.

"TJ, I can hear you crying." He said quietly. He was thankfully trying to avoid getting everyone else's attention. "Can I come in?" He asked.

I thought about it for a moment. I didn't want him to see me like this, but I wanted to talk about it with someone. Pushing my friends away is something I didn't want to.

"Y-yeah." I sniffled and unlocked the door. He walked in and his usual grin fell from his face. I could feel pity radiating off of him. My face was probably puffy and red. He sat across from me in the small bathroom.

"I saw you double take." He said which made me feel confused.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, when you came back from the bathroom that was when Cyrus and Jonah kissed." I felt my face twitch as he said it. I felt more jealousy rage. "That's when you did a double take and went back in here before anyone could see that you were back."

"Yeah. I thought I managed to get away, but you saw me." He chuckled lightly.

"Unlike the girls, I wasn't heavy set on watching those two kiss." He laughed.

"Yeah. I wasn't all that ecstatic to see that either." I said while I fiddled with one of the rips on my jeans.

"TJ, I don't have to ask you why you're upset. I know you like Cyrus." He nudged my foot with his. His face was telling me that it was okay to admit.

"Do I really make it that obvious?" I asked, my face blushing slightly.

"The way you look at him is the way people look at each other when they're in love. You're whipped dude." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"I just don't want to get too hooked Marty." I began to get upset again. I could feel it in my throat.

"It's okay, man. You're allowed to be in love." He placed his hand on my shin as he attempted to reassure me. It was nice to have someone, other than my sister, to console me.

"Thanks Marty. You're a good friend." I smiled and he nodded as a smile appeared on his face.

We heard footsteps approaching, and I flinched at the sound of them. Marty saw this and got up.