"Mac's POV"
*some days later*
I walk down a unknown street on a Saturday night as the cold wind makes my whole body shiver.
This coat is not enough to stop all this cold.
As I keep on walking I get lost in my thoughts.
I think Tessa is not here.
She can't be here. This city isn't even for her.
I dont even know why the hell I'm still here.
Normally I would have already gone, but I didnt this time and I have no clue why I dint.
As I keep on walking I meet a familiar person getting out from a bar or pub at the end of the street.
She is not wearing the usual normal clothes, but a cute black skirt with a black top and a black leather jacket.
Isnt she cold?
I walk to her and pat on her shoulder.
She turns around with a confused expression which turns into a smile really soon.
Tessa:heyy!!
Mac:hey!
Tessa:how are you?
Mac:I'm good and you? What are you doing at this time, with those clothes and all this cold all alone here ?
Tessa:oh well my friends forced me to come with them to have dinner with them and we ended up in the pub.
Mac:oh.
Her hair are kinda messy since the wind ruined them.
I didnt realize we were staring at each other when suddenly a guy and a couple show up behind her.
Stave:hey ,what are doing here. We thought you disappeared.
He says while coming next to her and intertwining his fingers with her fingers.
Tessa:oh I found him so we stopped for a talk.
She says while pointing at me.
Stave looks at me with a weird look, almost a jealous look before turning to face her again and saying:we should leave now.
Tessa: yeah I guess, you wanna join us?
She says while looking at me.
I was about to say that I would love to but before I could, Stave spoke for me:no. I-I mean, I dont think he wants to come with us, right?
He says while looking at me and making a face like "you better not come with us"
Mac: uhm y-yeah he is right. I-I have some stuff to do at home I better go.
Tess: but-
Stave stops her before saying anything and gives me a half smirk as I turn around before leaving.
That fucking Stave ruined my while mood.
I rush back home as I feel irritated not even being sure why.
Just kidding.
I clearly know why I'm irritated, I'm lying to myself.
I slam the door as I sit on the couch.
Fucking Steve.
Who is he even to decide if I want to join them or not and to tell her what to do.
Wait,
Am I jealous?
Nah.
Or maybe.
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