Friends with benefits • a/p

Chapter 6

Alex's POV 

I think I'm going crazy. It's been three long fucking days and I still haven't started to think straight. I'm going crazy because I'm literally dying to see her, I'm dying to talk to her. But Matt told me I should let her go. He told me that she obviously doesn't want anything with me. She played me really well and it's all over now.

This is my third day calling in sick at work. I can't even breathe without thinking about her, let alone doing any work. I'm not sure what should I do. Maybe I should visit a doctor. Maybe I should go somewhere far away and clear my head. Maybe I should find someone else to get my mind off her.

I don't know. It sounds like a good idea, but something inside me tells me not to do it, something inside keeps making me think about her, it wants me to go to her.

But what am I going to tell her when she doesn't care? Is it why she acted so uninterested when we talked and when I asked for her number? However, I saw her hugging my jacket.. or did I? Was she actually doing it? I'm not even sure what I saw. She has me so caught up that I forget about everything around me.

The bell goes off. I somehow manage to drag my ass out of my bed and make my way to the door.

"Hey.. what happened to you?"

"Why are you here Brianna?"

I try to close the door in my ex's face, but she manages to hold it before I do it. I give up and let her inside, I've lost my energy.

"Why are you so sad?" - she puts her hand on my face and puts on a worried expression.

"Why do you care?" - I sigh.

"Because.. I've decided.. that even though things didn't end well between us.. there's no reason why me and you can't be friends.. I mean.. we've known each other for years.. I still feel you as someone close.. I still care for you.. Also, a birdie told me that you haven't been alright lately, so I thought it would be a good idea if I keep you company" - she explains.

Thinking about it, she's got a point. I do need someone to just listen to me. And I do know her for a couple of years now. She's one of the few people who know me well. Maybe she's really changed, and she won't screw everything up this time.

"Okay.." - I say and she smiles.

"Have you eaten anything?" - she asks.

I shake my head as a no. I don't even feel hungry. I feel drained.

"Why don't I make something for you and you go take a shower to freshen up a bit? You'll feel better, trust me" - she says and strokes my hair gently.

"Alright.. I'll be back in fifteen minutes" - I say and go upstairs, and she makes her way in the kitchen.

I take off my clothes and step into the shower, hoping the hot water will take all of my sadness away. It kind of does in some way. As soon as I finish, I do feel a bit better, not great, but at least I'm starting off somewhere.

I go back to the kitchen and find her sitting down at the table and waiting for me. She smiles as soon as she sees me.

"You look better" - she says.

"Thanks.." - I say and look at the table. She made pancakes. Fucking great.

I take a bite and notice that she's now staring at me. I look up at her waiting for her to say something.

"Do you like it?" - she asks and I nod slowly. They're okay, but not as good as Perrie's. I don't know if it was the situation, or the person who made them, but Perrie's pancakes definetly tasted better.