Unrequited Love ~Lams~

24

I snuck out my window and started to make my way towards Alex's house. I still remember his address.

My phone kept going off with texts from Alex, who was probably confused. I ignored them, quickening my pace.

Finally, I made it to Alex's house. It was just as I remembered it. I saw only one light on in the house, Alex's bedroom. I tried to figure out a way to get inside. I spotted a tree.

I grabbed onto the closest branch and started to climb up.

Please don't fall please don't fall

I finally made it to Alex's window. I looked through the glass, using one hand to wipe away the frost. I saw Alex, looking away from me. I used one hand to hold onto the tree, and used the other hand to lightly tap on the window.

He jumped, before realizing it was me. He ran over and unlocked the window, helping me outside.

I finally got a good look at him. He looked terrible. I mean, still cute, but terrible. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was messy, he had huge bags under his eyes. It looked like he was crying for hours.

"You look like crap." I said, which was only partially true.

He let out a small laugh. "Probably because that's how I feel."

"Anyway..." I said, awkwardly rubbing the back of my neck. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

His expression changed and he sat down on the floor, his eyes not meeting mine. "She dumped me. Over the phone."

I gasped. Over the phone? Damn.

"Seriously? What did she say?!"

"She said that she had 'fallen out of love' and that we 'aren't in a good relationship'." He said, mocking her voice.

I snorted slightly. "Did it end on good terms?"

He shrugged. "I guess? She said that I deserved someone who would give me a 100% and that seeing other people would be better. She asked if we could still be friends, but I don't know..." he trailed off.

Someone who would give him 100%.

"At least it ended on good terms?" I suggested.

"Yeah, I guess. It still sucks though..." he said, wiping the tears that had started to fall down his face. I hate seeing him like this.

"Think of the positives!" I exclaimed, trying to lighten the mood.

He rolled his eyes. "Like what?"

"Well, your single now! You don't have to worry about a relationship!" I said, giving him jazz hands.

He crossed his arms and pouted. "I don't like being single." He huffed.

I laughed at his reaction.

"You could date around? You don't need to be in another serious relationship automatically." I said, shrugging.

"Yeah... I guess your right."

We sat their in silence for a few seconds.

"John, why are you here?" He asked.

I looked over at him, confused. Does he not want me here?

By the look on my face, I think he could tell what I was thinking. "No no! I'm thankful that you're here! But, I was just wondering. Why did you come all the way over to my house, just to make me feel better?"

I shrugged. "That's what friends do."

I mentally sighed. I wish we were more than friends.

"But... I ditched you. I was a shitty friend."

I smirked. "Yeah, that was pretty shitty."

We both laughed. "You know what I mean! Answer the question!

I thought to myself for a moment. Why was I doing this? I could have stayed at home, watching Netflix, but I ditched everything to come over here and comfort him. I'd do anything for him, just to make him happy. Seeing him sad makes me feel like my heart is being ripped to shreds. Then it hit me. I know exactly why.

"Friends forgive each other, right?" I lied.

That's not the real reason.

The real reason is that I'm still in love with him.