The Gunner//MGK x Reader//

Chapter 5 - Pete part 1

Y/n's POV
"Um I think I'll have to stay with Pete. I'm really sorry. I just feel more comfortable that way," I say letting a breath out. I look at Colson in the eyes and I could tell he was disappointed.

"That's okay, I understand," he said while rubbing the back of his neck. He looked disappointed and I felt bad.

"I'm sorry, I just can't-"

"It's fine just forget about it okay?!" he burst out with anger. I've never seen that side of him before. I don't know if I liked it. It reminded me of my ex.

We sat back down and finished our food. No one said a word except Casie who continued to talk about her day. It was awkward sitting across from him. Casie gave me a big hug and I left to go back home.

"Bye y/n! Come back soon!" Casie said and closed the door. I glanced at Colson who didn't even look at me leave. It's not like I broke up with him or anything, we weren't a thing.

Colson's POV
I feel like I poured my heart out just to have it rejected. She had no idea how I felt so I can't really blame her. She doesn't need to live here, Casie needs- no, I do. I need her. I wasn't mad at her but I couldn't hide my anger. I wasn't angry at her and I yelled at her. I was angry at me, I can't believe I was stupid enough to do that. I probably just ruined any chances to be with her. She saw my true colors, and it wasn't pretty.

I got Casie ready for bed and tucked her in. My angel was so perfect. I turned off the light and slowly closed the door. I didn't sleep that night. I thought too much about y/n. The way she made me and everyone around her happy. She wasn't the kind of person to only want sex and money. She was sweet, caring, funny, and beautiful. She was perfect and I yelled at her. I'm a fucking idiot.

Y/n's POV
I go back home to Pete lying on the ground. What is he doing?

"Pete? Are you alive?" I ask jokingly.

He groaned and curled up in a ball. Then he started to roll towards the couch and struggled to get up.

"Pete what the fuck is happening?" I ask.

"I just ate so many fucking pizzas!" he complained. It was hilarious watching him act like a fool. I probably acted just like that when I had that heat breakdown.

I held him up and helped him sit on the couch. I gave him some water and once he was done, I pulled him out of the couch and helped him walk around. Walking helps when you feel extreme fullness because it stimulates GI mobility and it helps move the food through the body faster. I read about it in a book.

"Why are we walkinggg?" he whined.

"Trust me, it helps."

I stood by his side and about a minute into walking around his house, he didn't need me to hold him up. I walk away and he stops me.

"Can you just like stay here? Just for a little bit."

I nod and hold his hand as we walk around. It seemed silly taking a stroll in his own house but it was nice. I'm sure he was already feeling better but we kept walking. I didn't mind. Spending time like this with my best friend was relaxing.

"So how was dinner at Colson's?" he asked. I completely forgot about that for a second.

"Uh honestly, I dunno if he likes me, not anymore at least," I say and he looked at me confused.

"What do you mean? What happened?"

"He asked me to move in with him and I said no. I just wasn't comfortable living with a guy I had a crush on."