All Gone Wrong

Chapter Eight

Hey guys, I am so so so so sorry for the long wait. I feel like shit for not updating, and it's all because of stupid school and friends. I've been pretty depressed lately, but I won't go into detail because I'm sure you just want t to read the story. If for some reason you want to know the full reason, just DM me.

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The door slowly swung open, revealing Mitch. He was still in his pajamas and he looked like he just woke up. What was he doing still asleep? It was 2 PM!

“Uh, yeah? What’s up, Mat?” he answered. His voice was deep and laced with drowsiness. My stomach clenched with nervousness and, to be honest, a small fangirl overload. I found Mitch very adorable in the state he was in, tired and not ready for the day. It took all my will to not say anything about it or ‘aw.’

“Erm… Well I, uh, heard you and Jerome talking a few days ago. You know, right before you guys told me that you wanted Jerome to move in?” I said slowly.

“Yeah, so?” Mitch said, gesturing me to continue. “Oh,” he breathed out a second later.

“Yeah, and I just wanted you to know-“ I tried to start. He urgently cut me off.

“Look, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry that I don’t like you that way anymore, and the way you found out was so cruel – I mean, that shouldn’t happen to anyone-“ he rambled. It was my turn to cut him off.

“Hey, hey, hey, calm down. I’m fine. You’re my best friend, I know how you work. I know that you avoided me because you thought that I would yell at you or something because of the date that we ended up not having. I’m not mad. I understand the feeling of moving onto people without being ready…” Yeah, I understand it a bit too well, I added in my head.

“Really? You’re okay with it?” He let out a deep breath. I nodded and plastered a fake smile onto my lips. My stomach clenched again, but with sadness.

“Yeah… And I’m sure Jerome likes you back…” I said quietly. I turned away to walk back to my room before I would start crying again. Mitch put a hand on my shoulder and stopped me. My skin tingled under his touch and I felt butterflies in my stomach. Rob had never made me feel this way, neither had any of the people from my past relationships.

“Wait, how do you know about that?” he insisted. Oh, so he’s not denying it. No, you are not going to cry, this is stupid. This is a stupid guy, romance isn’t my whole life. I sure had made it a big part of my life though.

“I already told you, I know you well Mitch,” I said monotone.

“How well do you know me if you never knew that I had a crush on you, Mat?” Mitch snapped. Where did all that anger come from? A small part of me cringed.

“I-I thought th-that you were just like that n-normally,” I muttered. I was a bit scared by his sudden mood swing.

“I guess you have a point… I’m sorry. For everything,” he apologized. His hand dropped from my shoulder and he went back into his room. The door hesitantly closed behind him.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. It’s not your fault that I keep falling in love with people who I don’t deserve a single bit and that I can’t get over it when the same thing happens every time …” I whispered. I wasn’t even talking to anyone at that point. It was just a door. I knew that there was no chance that he would’ve heard it. I still told him in a sense. That was good enough for me. I gave a small, dejected sigh and walked towards my room.

Mitch’s POV ((Weren’t expecting that, were you?))

I bet he thought that I wasn’t able to hear him. I definitely did. He meant it when he told me that he loved me? He wasn’t just desperate for affection after Rob rejected him?