What I Think About Love

A Chance?

"Fuck you." -I said turning and walking away.

"Rose please, I'm begging you please listen to me." -he said.

"I don't want to listen what you have to say to me Mason. Go away." -it was Mason. He wanted to get me back.

"Rose. I would never cheat on you. I'm in love with you and none other girl is not good as you for me. That thing in a cafe was a misunderstanding. You didn't let me finish my part of the story."

"Mason.."

"Rose, please believe me. Give me another chance to prove myself to you. I'll be the best boyfriend, better then you can imagine."

"I don't know Mason. What I saw that night..."

"You saw something that wasn't even happening. You saw her touching me but it was the context that mattered. She was trying to help me out on planning a perfect date in Portland for us two. I started to panic and she comforted me. I'm sorry if you thought it was too much touchy. I'll never do it again. Just give me a chance.

"Perfect date?"

"Yeah. I wanted to have a perfect night with you. I wanted to be all perfect and I thought since you two were good friends she'll know what you love."

"Woah. That's..."

"Give me a chance Rose."

"I'll think about it."

"You will?" -his eyes widened.

"I will but I'm not promising anything."

"Do you maybe wanna grab a drink with us?"

"I don't know. I'm not in a mood."

"Oh come on. Just one drink and then we will go home too."

"Fine. I don't want to go home so I suppose socialising is better than being alone right now."

"Let's go."

He didn't ask me what was at home. He didn't seem interested and I don't know if I'm glad or should I question his actions. But I don't care that much to let my mind suffering from all that overthinking. I just need a drink.

There were a couple of friends from Mason that I didn't know. They all looked like they are going to some privet school and use only apple products. They were nice but a bit boring. They didn't want to dance or anything like that. They just stood there around the table and talked about amounts their parents are getting.

I went on the dance floor all by myself. I couldn't just stand there and not do anything. My dad does not have a company that I could be talking about. A great band was playing and there is no chance I'm missing it. It was the type of music Noah listens to.

Noah. Fuck. The type of music Noah listens to. What if he is going to be here? I know he wasn't at home this morning but I doubt he would miss a band like this. 

"You need a dance partner?"

"What?" -I screamed at Masons face not hearing a thing.

"Do you want to dance?" -Mason yelled.

"I can't hear you!"

He then grabbed me and pulled me in to dance. We danced like there was a slow song playing. He held me tight and he stunk on alcohol but we didn't hear a thing so he couldn't talk. Thank  God. I smell on alcohol too but I just can't stand when people are talking in my face with alcohol smell spreading out of their mouth.

His hand would always go towards my ass and every time I would put it away. I get it. He's drunk and he's not aware of what he is doing.

"My feet hurt. I can't dance anymore!" -I said.

"What?" -Mason leaned closer to hear me out.

"I said..." And boom. Like the thunder out of the blue sky, he was standing there. Well not out of the blue sky because it was expected for him to come here. A little cloudy sky since he wasn't here this morning. But enough about the sky. He was standing there. Noah was at the same bar as us and he was looking right at me.

He headed in our direction and I still hoped that he'll just walk out and pass us by.

"What did you wanted to say Rose?" -Mason said to my ear.

"Rose." -at that moment the song ended and Noah's voice was as clear as day. He was standing behind Mason so he didn't see him.

"You." -Mason said turning around angrily clenching his fists.