Zach was in the kitchen when i walked in.
"Monkey" he sighed when he saw me. "I was thinking if you were coming back, i'm so sorry for what i said earlier, i was just out of control, desperate to keep you safe, to protect you, because that's what i should do"
"Zach, it's okay" i said and he sighed again, dropping his shoulders, relaxing.
Why do i keep saying it's okay to everyone when clearly it isn't?
Tom's right, i should stop saying it's okay like if nothing matters.
"You were actually right, a rude dickhead, but right, nonetheless" i confess.
"What? Why, what happenned?" He wanted to know.
"Nothing happened, i'm just saying you were right, i need to get ready now, i have a flight to catch in 2 hours" i said lazily, going to my old room.
It was weird and funny that i already missed the thin material around my wrist.
Unconsciously, i touched my skin where the bracelet was.
Could i be more sentimental?
"No problem, i'll drive you when you're ready" he offers.
"Thanks, i'll be down in a few minutes, i already filled my suitcase this morning, i will take a quick shower"
"Whenever you're ready" he shouts.
After a few minutes, like i promised, i walked down the stairs with my suitcase, ready to go back home.
"I like him, i really do..." Zach comments while we were on the kitchen.
"Zach, don't start" i begged.
"Already started" he shrugged. "I like this guy, he's different, but he's not perfect and i don't want to see you sad because of him, and now you're trying to see if you can be friends with him even though you still love him, you think he doesn't love you and you tried to accept that and move on, but you are suffering and that's just not right"
"I know, brother, i understand what you say and you are right, in most of what you've said, i'm not trying to make him love me, i was trying to make me love him less, i thought that two people can be friends after... after what happened, and what i realize is that as long as i have feelings for him, i won't be able to be his friend, it's too hard to look at him, to hear him, i just wanted to try one more time and see if i could handle it... and i don't"
"You can't love less or more, you just love, those who think they do, they're not loving, they are confused about what love really mean, you can't stop loving someone that easily, i guess you already know that, it takes time, without realizing, you stop thinking about them as much as you used to, and when you do, you don't feel the same anymore, one day you hear their name, you see their faces and you feel nothing, that's when you know, you still love them, you just don't feel it anymore"
"I'm scared that i would try to find someone and that it won't be like him and i'm gonna spend my life comparing... or worst, i'm scared to find someone and find out it's just like him"
"Right now with your career as a musician, you are going to meet a whole new kind of people, give yourself a chance, don't lock yourself from the world"
"We'll see... we should get going, i don't want to be late" i said, walking to the front door.
"It's raining" Zach noticed, looking at the window. "Rubbish"
"I won't take your umbrella, now THAT thing is actually rubbish" i laughed, opening the door.
"Oh! Alright?" I said, surprised, not expecting at all to see Tom about to knock the door.
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