~ What If We could Rewrite the Stars ✨

Chapter 26

Nate's POV

He just fell asleep like that, keeping me hanging, amidst all these confusion, leaving my mind and heart totally in chaos. Like, peaceful sleep? Excuse me, WHO?

Does he really have insomnia like he claimed???

Dylan's POV

That was close. That was really close.

I am still panicked.

What on earth have I done?????? What on earth happened to me???? What on earth-

Sigh...

I cautiously opened my eyes. Thankfully, he was asleep. I can hear his evened out breathing. He looks.. serene.

But, what was I thinking while kissing him??? Like, am I sane anymore?! Why on earth would I do that??? For fuck's sake, I am not bi. But why does his tears make me so weak? Why does his tears inflict a sense of pain in my heart?? Why does my heart have to clench so tight when he is hurting?

This is turning me insane. I wanted to pull my hairs in frustration.

Agitated, I grabbed my cellphone. It's been long since I logged in my undercover account.

I thought it will be helpful if I sneak around my fanclub page and see them showering love on me like they always do.

I am so proud of my fandom actually. They have never, even for once, stopped supporting me. Thanks to them, I have always been encouraged to work hard and avoid scandals to my best effort.

They are my precious, my family, my Pheme*.

As expected, page was filled with my photographs and lovely comments. I saw some very familiar handle names too.

Unknowingly a smile crept across my face.

I stopped on one comment. I am glad this account is still around. This account owner is probably my first fan.

I remember after Diana opened the fandom page, I was sure as hell no one would join. I mean, I always act around like a proud peacock, but it's not like I don't know the reality.

I was then just a newbie in the industry. But then she joined. She always posted encouraging stuffs and about how proud she was of me. Her handle name is also special and unchanged till date.
@you_got_this_Dyl

I really want to meet her oneday. I know she came for my every fan meet session based on her posts, but I still couldn't identify her.

Memories.. Sweet memories were flooding back in causing my mood to lighten. My heart was feeling grateful. God has blessed me with loyal fans.

I was scrolling happily when I choked on air. What the f-----

It was clearly me and Nate. Omg!! This post has got insane amount of likes and comments.

I tapped to read the top comments.

User 1: Omg!! Doesn't it look like Daddy D is helping his boyfie out with the heavy luggage???!!!

User 2: Is it only me or do they really look close to each other? Like, I have never seen our Dylan do such things for anyone!!

User 3: Who's that cute guy? Damn, I am so jelly. But they look so good together. ToT

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User N : I ship it!!!!

Damnn!! My brain automatically replayed the "kiss scene" I was trying to shake off. It's as if Nate is ghosting me.

Ah, cellphone wasn't helping it either.
Sighing, I turned and laid on my back.

"Mmmh" a small protest escaped his mouth as he snuggled closer and closer to me, ultimately hugging me like a bolster.

I inhaled deeply trying to calm my heart down, but things didn't go as per plan.

The inhaling deeply caused me to inhale his sweet smell, deeply. I was afraid all of a sudden. Something in me was telling that I was addicted to this aroma, beyond saving.

Nate's POV

There was no one beside me on the bed. But that's impossible. Dylan has to be beside me. I mean where could he possibly go at 3 am?

Maybe, toilet?

I decided waiting for few moments.

But seconds turned into minutes and then an hour. No one came out of the toilet.

Anxiety gripped me.

I climbed down from the bed and put on my slippers.

As expected, toilet was empty.

Office - empty

Library - empty

Gym- empty

Kitchen - empty

Swimming pool - empty

Backyard - empty

Roof - empty

I was panting by now. If all these places were empty, this could mean only one thing.

I dragged my feet towards garage. Yes, his Jaguar was gone.

He was gone.

My knees went weak. I sat down grabbing my head with my hands.

This was what I feared the most.

That little kiss that shook up my entire existence, the kiss that gave me a ray of hope, the kiss that made me feel loved even for a few moments ; meant nothing to him.

My heart was tearing apart. I was ripped into pieces. I felt violated.

There was only one thing I could do now.

I have always wanted to write a letter to Dylan. But, I didn't know it would be my resignation letter.

Ping..

A incoming text notification. Without looking at my phone I knew who that was. No one would send me a text at such odd hour other than our night owl Diana.

I opened the text. It read-

Dylan's bday in two days. What's your plan this year?

Oh shit!! How did I forget about that???!!!!

I replied: let's meet and plan.

For the first and last time, I wanted to celebrate his birthday with him before disappearing from his life forever.

Shit hurts. But, self respect is important as well.

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Hello lovelies, hope you all are doing great!!!

Thanks for bearing with my extremely slow pace in updating.

And, love y'all!!

~ LunaKimW

*Pheme = Fandom, also known as MIMMO.