Sanders Sides High School AU
A popular jock with a passion for performing
A friendly boy with a happy go lucky attitude
An emotionless nerd with the title valedictorian
A lonely emo who's just trying to survive
A compulsive liar with a past
A lon...
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TRIGGER WARNINGS : angst
Remus POV I stared at my phone sitting on my bed. I worked up so much courage last night to confess to Evan, Quinn, and Damien, but now I'm freaking out.
Usually I don't get anxious like this but literally anything could go wrong in this situation. They could totally reject me. Or only one or two of them will and it will destroy their relationship.
Those three are so happy. Do I really want to risk ruining everything for them and their relationship? Or do I want to risk being lonely forever?
I don't want to hurt any of them. I don't want them to get hurt. But I want to be with them so bad. I want to finally be happy. In an actual healthy relationship.
But it's just hopeful thinking. They're going to reject me. Evan and I are just friends. And I know Damien and Quinn don't like me.
Slowly, I picked my phone back up. I sat on the edge of my bed, holding it tightly in my hands. I opened it to Evan's contact consisting he'll probably be the nicest about it.
Me - Hey wanna hang out I have something to tell you
Evan 💕 - Sure!
Me - can Quinn and Damien come too
Evan 💕 - Quinn's at therapy right now and Damien drove him
Me - shit that doesn't help
Evan 💕 - sorry
Me - it's not your fault
Evan 💕 - I can tell them to meet up with us, Quinn only has about a half hour left and they can just come to us
Me - Sure can you meet me at the park
Evan 💕 - of course!! See you there!!
I turned my phone off and sat it down. I looked at myself in the mirror. I need to look a little presentable.
I pulled on a spaghetti strap dark green and black stripped crop top. A pair of ripped black skinny jeans. I then pulled my big fluffy green jacket over it. Followed by my black fingerless gloves. I would've worn heels but it's snowing so I had to stick to me combat boots.
Running downstairs, I didn't even bother saying where I was going when I ran past Roman. He gave me a strange look but I didn't care.
But I still don't own a car. So I had to resort to walking to the park. Luckily it's not too far from this neighborhood and it's just cloudy out today.
