𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒-𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃

~like old times~

„I am not jealous!" I try to tell him for the 20th time as we leave the restaurant. „Yes you are! Just admit it, I won't be mad." he laughs. I just smile at him shortly.

„So, what are we doing now?" I ask to get away from this subject. He smiles knowing and I get scared for a second.

This look doesn't mean anything good. He always comes up with some stupid idea.

He grabs my hand and pulls me over the street. It's a wonder we didn't get hit by a car. The streets here are very busy.

„Tom! Be careful! „ but he just keeps going. „Where are we even going?" I laugh but he doesn't answer.

About 5 minutes later we stand infront of a little park with a sign on the entrance.

Mini golf.

„Oh you're full of shit! I'm going to destroy your ass" I say and walk right in.

„Pah do you even listen to yourself? You probably haven't played in 2 years! I'm going to finish you!" he says comfortably.

We get the stuff and start with an easy ramp.

„Why are we starting with this baby thing?" I ask and tie my hair up.

„I want to give you a chance to get used to playing again." he says and winks at me.

„You have no clue who you're playing against!"

30 ramps later:

„Fuck! I just had a bad day! You just got lucky." tom screams and takes off his cap. His hair falls out and looks like he just got out of bed. It's really cute. I'd like to go through it with my fingers.

Wow wow.stop that.

„Yeah of course." I just say and smile at him.

We decide to just take a walk in the next park.

„Oh do you remember that one time Haz stole Mr.cashtons favorite pen?" I say laughing and Tom laughs as well.

„Yeah.And at the end he just threw it in the thrash and Mr.cashton got really mad. That was probably one of the best days in school."

I nod. The sun start going down and the sky gets a orange tint. I look up and smile.

"The sky is really pretty." I say and look at him. He smiles.

We sit down, our backs against a tree and just look at the sky for sometime.

I relive the past weeks internally. Especially the night I told him about Jonas. He said something that I still can't forget.

"What?But...but you're here now. I thought-"

I look over to him. His eyes are closed. What did he mean? Should I ask him? Probably. I mean, I won't ever know if I don't.

"What did you mean when you said : but you're here now?" I ask and he opens his eyes.

He doesn't answer. He seems to be thinking. Thinking of a responds or maybe he doesn't even know what I'm talking about.

"I- it's not that important don't worry about it." He says but I can see in his face that it is important. I can tell by the way he tries not to look at me that he wants to tell me.

"Just know that whatever it is...it's okay. You can tell me anything, really anything." I say and he turns to me.

"Are you sure, cause I don't think you want to hear this."