Static /// Colby Brock

Breaking the pattern

Sabrina's POV

Not just my heart, I completely shattered. I saw Elton at the bottom of the stairs, staring at us in confusion. I didn't bother to try and explain what was going on.

- I understand - I said and turned around - Bye, Elton. - I grabbed my bags which I had dropped by the front door and exited the house. 

My plan was to find a place to stay the night and catch the first plane to New York in the morning. That plan, however, fell through when I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist, turn me around and pull me close to the body they were attached to.

- Don't go. You can't. I won't let you. - I didn't even care who the person hugging me was, I just relaxed into the comfort the hug was offering me - We've chased each other in airports more often than we should have, and I'm willing to give my everything to break that pattern. I am not willing to let you go. Though, I'm not ready to forgive you just yet, I want you close. I want you here. And I want you to give me some time, OK?

I sighed and pulled away slightly so I could look up at him, get lost in those eyes I missed so much.

- OK, I'll be patient - I nodded with a small, sorta sad smile before pulling away completely.

*Later that day*

I was sitting in that very familiar living room, on that very familiar couch, surrounded by familiar and friendly faces. It took me a while to detach from Devyn and Kat when they saw me later that afternoon. This whole ordeal hadn't started to set in for me until the early evening when I was sitting in the house that was more of a home to me than the house back in Brooklyn. It was a home cause he was there. All I had to do was extend an arm and I'd touch him. Feel his warmth. Despite not speaking after what happened when I tried to leave, we shared a few glances here and there, silently showing the affection we still possessed for each other. Sometimes words weren't enough or fitting at all. But eyes can speak louder than any words, that's what I was taught that day as we silently sent each other such looks, looks filled with longing. I couldn't comprehend how I had managed to pull away from his arm that afternoon. I can swear something took over my body. That doesn't strike me as something I would do. In any other scenario I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be physically able to do such a thing. 

- Hey Sab - Sam said, earning my attention that had gone out to lunch as I was thinking about the strange events of the day - Did Elton tell you about the party on Saturday?

My mind struggled to comprehend his words for two or three seconds because 1.I was lost in thought; 2.I was incredibly jet-lagged. For a second I even forgot what day it was.

- Party? - I finally replied

- Yup. Starts at eight. Hope you don't mind a little noise. - Sam said with a smile

- Of course I don't. Can't wait. - I smiled back

I could feel Colby's eyes on me the entire time I was talking to Sam and I gave it my all to not look at him or blush. 

That night, while I laid in bed, I couldn't help but feel joy spreading through my chest. I felt happy, happier than I had felt in a long while. They all just accepted me back in their home so easily. They had even saved my room. Nothing was moved or changed in any way. I felt so at home, so comfortable and so welcomed that I didn't know how to express it with words. All I could do is thank them, and I know no "thank you" will ever be enough. 

It all seemed too good to be true, almost as if I finally managed to catch up to life and walk side by side with it.

Colby's POV

I dropped down in my bed, letting out a deep sigh as I stared up at the ceiling. I was emotionally drained. In less than twelve hours, my life got flipped upside down, for the better, I think. She just.....showed up. Like the miracle she is. Like a lighting from a clear sky. I can barely remember what I was feeling when I saw her. It was just a tornado of emotions that don't even have a name. I didn't know a lot at the moment, but what I knew for sure was that, when experiencing something, you gotta experience its opposite as well. 

Alex's POV

The last thing I was expecting to see on my Instagram feed was a picture of Sabrina, Kat and Devyn with the caption "Missed ya LA! Missed ya girls too!!! ❤❤"

I don't know about LA, but I certainly missed you, Sabrina. I certainly did. 

David already told me about the party Elton and the guys would be having that party on Saturday. I wasn't sure weather to go or not, but oh man, seems like one picture convinced me more than all my friends collectively trying the same. I smiled and liked the picture, taking no time to comment. 

~ Welcome back ❤❤❤

The game's started again, Brock. Maybe she won't be mine, but she won't be yours either. Though I highly doubt she won't be mine. 

It all came full circle, it was a request to finish the started battle from two years ago. And God knows, I was ready to fight. Strange thing is, my affection for her hadn't worn off with time. 

~ Is it really affection, or maybe just the fact that you are extremely competitive and want the things you can't have just because someone else has them? Think about that for a second or two.

I suddenly felt fear. What if that part of me was right. What if I was misguiding myself all this time. No, I refuse to believe that! I refuse to believe I'm that low and petty. I have all the best intentions, despite stealing being a sin. But, don't look upon it as stealing. It's not stealing when you fight for it, is it now? 

And as cheesy as it might sound, may the best win her heart.