Chapter Twenty-Seven

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I stepped into Daithi's apartment as quietly as possible. I had left my dorm, since it was mainly now used to hold a few of my little necessities since I was never there. I just moved in with him. By his request, not my own.

I just came back from Sean's house after skipping the rest of the day. Things went... farther than expected...
My original intention was to just talk to him about everything, but he just made me truly believe him. It was just his stress speaking through a drunk Irishman's voice. He made me feel happy and I didn't realize how much I missed him.

One thing led to another...
and things just...
happened.

I didn't want to tell Daithi, but I didn't want to live a lie... I'm not sure how to make it out of here.

I still like Daithi, he treats me nice and with high levels of respect, but I don't think I love him...

I love Sean.

I stepped past a sleeping Daithi, who laid on the couch. I walked over to his room. I took my shoes off, and laid on the bed. I smiled to myself remembering how much fun Sean and I have together, and how much we love each other.

But my smile faded as I remembered Daithi. I really really like him, his strong authority and amazing sense of humor, but I still don't think I love him.

I don't know.

I unlocked my phone and messaged Sean.

I had nothing else to do but let my thoughts pester me as Daithi slept.

(names are displayed as how they are in each other's phone)

Little Lotte: Sean... can we... talk...?
(that's right, bringin' that nickname back;) )

Jackaboy: Sure, anything for you. What's up, love?

Little Lotte: What... Happened?

*Jackaboy is writing...*

*Jackaboy is deleting...*

Fifteen minutes had passed and Sean hasn't texted me back. Did you use me? Was it all a trick to just get laid?

I started typing.

Sean I don't want to be used anymore. If this is what this whole thing is, I can't be apart of it. I was forgiving you and getting used to you again, but I don't thi

I stopped typing.

*Jakaboy is typing*

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