Regret

9.8K 139 25
                                    

*FIVE'S P.O.V.*
I was such a dick, I had her.  I wanted her and she wanted me, in that moment we could have done so much and yet I pussied out because of my stupid feelings, why am I so scared of them getting in the way.  I'm so scared of hurting her, or getting hurt.  I just want us to feel infinite and alive all the time.  Like today, I had butterflies every time we caught each other's eyes.  Everytime she smiled or laughed at one of my jokes.  Or the way she danced and sang along to the music playing in her car.  I really like her, but here I was alone in bed, knowing that I've officially screwed things up.
*Y/N'S P.O.V.*
I don't know what I'm doing anymore, I don't even know why I bothered to hang out with him.  I mean, from what Klaus said...  I thought he liked me.
*FLASHBACK*
"I'm telling you Y/N, he was moaning your name!"  Klaus laughed, falling onto my couch, the ash off his cigarette falling and burning a hole through his already fucked up t-shirt.
"Shut up, he was probably watching a movie or some shit.  Anyway, what're you doing listening to your brother jack off?"  I giggled, lifting his legs and stealing his cigarette off him.
"I swear, he has a crush on you!  He's just playing hard to get, and he's a stubborn little asshole so y'know, you just gotta work with it a bit I guess."  He explained.
*FLASHBACK OVER*

Five Hargreeves Where stories live. Discover now