L-O-V-E, Love - [Smosh] Courtmien / Courtamien

ch. 20 "Unsocial Distancing"

Never was their friendship so far apart, so distant in the past. From what was hugging and laughing with each other everyday became silence. What had already been done couldn't be reversed, though we all wish it could've been. Especially for our very own Courtney Miller and Damien Haas.

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Damien Haas

I couldn't help but stare at my phone, scrolling through the pictures of us. Tears formed as I quietly scrolled through in my bed. While doing so I received a call from her. I simply couldn't answer. I wanted to ask her how she was doing and apologize, but it was too difficult.

It really didn't need to be like this, yet it was. It wasn't even that bad, it was just our reactions to it. I really loved hanging out with her, but it was just too hard to contact her and apologize for what I had started.

Ping!

You have a new voicemail.

I sighed. Maybe it was something urgent. She's still my friend and maybe needed me. I went out of my photos and opened up the voice mail. With a tap, the message began to play. I immediately heard a disheveled Courtney, her voice shaking.

"Hey Damien. I'm truly sorry to bother, but I figured I'd leave a message here for you. I really want to apologize for what had happened earlier today. It's my fault for making that move, and I'm really, REALLY sorry. I know it's like 1 in the morning and we have work tomorrow but I figured I'd leave this while I could. I'm not really sure why I'm doing this or why I'm even saying this sentence but yeah. Again, I'm really sorry and understand if you're super upset about this."

Beep.

I shut my eyes, letting the tears flow down onto my pillow. It wasn't even her fault. I can't believe I've really hurt her so much and yet she thinks she's the one to blame. I immediately wanted to call back with my own response in order to say that I was sorry, but once more my body stopped me from doing so.

I looked back at the oldest photo I had taken with Courtney, back in the Defy days from my guest appearance on Seriously Super Stupid Sleepover. Around three or four years ago was when I had first met her. Over that time we've become best friends, but maybe that'll change. Forever.

Hopefully not. I'm still unsure of it, but there has to be a way of recovery. I felt my eyes begin to droop down. They grew heavy as I fell into my only escape. Sleep.

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I woke up to the noise of my obnoxious alarm. I quickly silenced it and checked the time. I really didn't feel like going to work, but I knew I had to. I didn't want to cancel again and I think I'm able to push through it today, even if that meant risking it.

I hastily threw on a black hoodie and grey jeans. Making my way to the kitchen for breakfast, I checked my phone for any sort of news or messages from Smosh or Mythical, especially from Courtney. Nothing from Courtney. Some texts that I didn't feel like opening from Ian and Shayne, as well as an email from Sarah.

shanye toppers 6:27 am

Hey man. You okay? Sorry if I'm bothering you.

I guess I'll see you at my apartment, hope you're doing better bud.

ethan heckox Yesterday at 10:54 pm

Hey

Just checking in. Hope you're doing alright. I just wanted to let you know that I understand what happened on set, and that you don't need to worry about it.

See you tomorrow, hopefully.

From: Sarah Whittle

To: Damien Haas