Narrators POV:
12:45 amAbout 45 minutes had gone by and Bayley is laying in bed unable to sleep after the stunt she pulled earlier. Tossing and turning questioning whether or not she ruined her friendship. Instead of sleeping because apparently her mind wasn't going to settle down anytime soon she got up and watched some late night TV. There was nothing on but old sitcoms at this time of the night she didn't care, it was something to do.
Bayleys POV:
I tried text Mercedes but all she does is see my messages and not answer.. why'd I go and do that? You don't just go around kissing people like that ugh friendship down the drain things are gonna be awkward from now on... great 😔
Sashas POV:
I don't mean to be rude but I just can't answer Pams texts right now I need a little more time to process what happened. Like it came out of nowhere does she like me or was it just a innocent kiss I mean best friends kiss each other sometimes right? My mind is all over the place right now.
1:30 am
Bayley, now curled up in a ball crying her eyes out, she never cried like this. In her mind she messed up in between the crying and wiping her eyes she noticed her phone lit up with a text, a text from who? Sasha.
iMessage
Sasha: Pam...we need to talk. My place first thing in the morning.
Bayley: You hate me don't you? 😔
Sasha: Don't be like that I'll see you in the morning
This didn't do anything to ease Bayleys mind all it did was make it race even more. Now that she had gotten herself stressed out and tired maybe she could finally get some rest.
Whatever happens from here happens. Finally, laying back in her bed, secretly wishing Sasha was by her side, just one of many fantasies she has about the two of them as a couple the other ones are...well we'll get to that some other time. There was a picture of them posing together in front of the Staples Center in Los Angeles this made her smile even if she didn't want to right now. Sweet dreams, tomorrow could be great.
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Be My Forever
FanfictionA six year crush comes to the light and what follows is a roller coaster of emotions.