Boys are idiots

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I thought about how I could start that conversation. I didn't wanted to sound jealous or whatever.

Bay was fiddling with her sweater. She looked so beautiful.

I went a few sentences trough my head and started to talk.

"That's like the worst moment to ask that but I have to because it is really important to me." I said.

Bay looked up at me.

"You said you thought about being with Jack." I continued but suddenly I forgot everything I wanted to say. I didn't wanted to sound weird but I had no idea how.

"Yes. I said that because I felt sorry for you. I hated you so much and loved you so much. I feel so bad for acting so stupid. I do not want you to be with such a dumb ass like me. I act like a little kid." Bay said.

Her words were strong. Again I didn't know what to answer.

I sat down next to her. I wanted to be close to her again. I could see that she was getting uncomfortable again. She was scared. I didn't want her to be scared of me. I am not Jack.

I looked at her eyes.

"Bay, I will never hurt you. I will always respect you and I will always love you." I said and carefully put a part of her hair behind her ear. She was shivering.

I could feel her heart beating while our bodys touched.

"Don't touch me ..." said Bay in a silent voice. "I will never forgot what happened. And I don't think that I will ever be able to have a boyfriend again."

Those words made me feel so sad. They felt horrible. It felt like the butterflies that flew around my stomach all died. All slowly. It was painful. I was embarrassed about letting out a small tear. I tried to look strong.

"I love you Nash ... but I can't." Said Bay.

She left and went to the bathroom. She locked the door.

I was still sitting in my room. I wasn't able to think clear.

-BAY'S P.O.V-

I sat on the ground in the bathroom. I wasn't able to see Nash like that. I hurt him. A tear felt down my cheek.

At once I heard someone knocking on the door. I washed my tears away.

"One second please!" I said rushed.

I looked in the mirror and hoped that it wasn't able to see that I cried.

I opened the door and it was Hayes.

"I could wait." He said giggling.

"No problem, I am finish." I said smiling.

"Is everything okay?" Hayes asked me while checking out my face.

I blushed. My face looked horrible. I looked at the ground to hide my face.

"Yes, sure." I said while rushing back to Nash's room.

I took my phone and my bag.

"I think it is better if I go home now." I said.

"Let me drive you." Nash answered.

I nodded and we both went down the stairs.

I put on my boots and my jacket.

-

The car was full of silence. Nash's face was a little bit red. Did he cried?

I felt more bad. I leaned against the window and thought about how rude/dumb/horrible I am.

When we arrived I left the car and thanked. Emotionless words left our mouths. Words with no warmth. Those word were cold. I barely thought that Nash was angry about me. But no...

He started the gear and drove away.

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