Chromosomes in Sepia Tones (Bastille Fanfic)

18. Before You See it Coming

I want to say that Kyle and I just sort of fell in love, but that wouldn’t be completely true. I had been in love with him for years already. Despite him finally sharing the same feelings for me, things didn’t get a hell of a lot easier.

I was stuck in New York with work; Kyle was on tour with the guys. We made it through the last month and a half of the tour somehow, with Skype and phone calls nonetheless. After the tour was done, Kyle came out to New York with the rest of the guys. They planned on doing some interview type things and working on some new songs while they were there, and of coarse, Kyle got to spend time with me.

Everything was all fairytale and happily ever after that spring and early summer with Kyle and me. Dates to the outdoor movies in Bryant Park, walks in central, filling our faces with new restaurant discoveries, more sofa cuddles; it was bliss. Then July 20th happened.

The night before we had went to an outdoor movie, as we typically did on Tuesday evenings. Dan decided to tagalong; they were showing Great Expectations, a film adaptation of one of Dan and I’s favorite Dickens book. Dan and I chatted through the movie, discussing what we thought was good and what we thought was all wrong. Kyle was quiet, practically falling asleep, but that was typical Kyle.

The next morning we decided to go out for some breakfast.

“So I thin that we should take a trip back home at some point this summer. I miss gran and the family, it’s been quite awhile. I can probably get some time off work in August.”

Kyle was quiet, seemingly lost in thought. “Kyle? Earth to Kyle?”

“Ellie, I don’t think we should see each other anymore. I think I made a mistake. I was just lonely after breaking up with Janna.”

“What?” It was all I could get out. I was dumbfounded. Where the hell did that come from? My mind was racing through our past few months together and I felt like I was going to throw up. That was all a lie? “What the hell are you talking about Kyle?”

“I told you Ellie. I don’t like you like you love me. So we’d be better to not see each other anymore.” I was crying now, bawling like a baby in the stupid diner over my stupid plate of eggs and bacon. Kyle got up, planted a kiss on my head, and fished out some cash from his wallet.

“Erm, I gotta run, but enjoy your breakfast. I’ll see you around Ellie.”

I felt completely sick and the world was a blur. I didn’t enjoy my goddam breakdfast. I went home, threw off my clothes and put on Kyle’s jumper, curled up in bed and shut out the world. I think I must have fell asleep.

I woke up around 5pm, reaching for my phone. No texts from Kyle. Then it all came back to me like a sucker punch. Kyle had left me. He said he didn’t love me. Everything was a lie apparently.

I tried to read to take my mind off of things, but even that didn’t work. My house was lacking in any icecream to fill my face with, and there was no way in hell I was going to go out. I just needed someone to talk to; sadly I didn’t really have anyone. Well, I had one person.

“Erm, hello,”

“Hey Dan, it’s Ellie.”

“Oh Ellie! Hi. Erm, how are you?”

“I’m fine,”

“Well that’s good to-“ A giant sob came over me interrupting Dan. Ugh I was a sad idiot.

“Ellie, I hate to break it to you, but I don’t think your fine. What’s wrong? Do you want me to come over.” I thought about it for awhile.

“If you wouldn’t mind bringing over some icecream that’d be rather wonderful.” I managed to joke. Dan laughed nervously.

“Chocolate right? I’ll see you in abit.”