My Curly haired Boy

Sorry

Jacob's POV

And there I was, sitting in front of the theatre, crying. I was cold as fuck. . I could hear the people cheer Troye even from where I was. I buried my face in my arms. As I was thinking for the millionth time the whole Troye incident over, I felt an arm wrapping around my shoulder. I suddenly looked up. Connor was sitting next to me. «I'm sorry», he said shyly. «No, I'm sorry», I said quietly, as I reached out to hug him. I couldn't help but smile. I may have had lost my all time crush, but I had just gained back my childhood best friend. We both started laughing softly. «So, we're good?», I asked. «Yeah, we're good», he answered, smiling back. We talked for a little bit, until Connor told me it was time to go back inside because the intermission was over I didn't feel like going back inside because i was kinda scared to face Troye,  so I told Connor that we should meet up the next morning . He of course offered to leave the concert with me, but I knew that he liked Troye's songs and that they meant as much to him as they meant to me, so I insisted on him staying until the end of the concert. After we said goodbye, I started walking home. I passed a bar and I felt the need to go inside. I don't know why, I had never been to that bar. I just suddenly felt called by it, so I went inside and ordered a beer. It was perhaps the perfect way to end an horrible night.