pt. 7
*GIF is not mine*
a/n: I’m back babyyyy. here y'all go :)
word count: 1296
I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring. I groaned and pressed the snooze button. I laid there for a moment, hoping I could go back to sleep with no success. I sat up and turned my alarm off. I opened the curtains and frowned at the blinding beam of sunlight. I rubbed my eyes and walked to my bathroom. I did my usual morning routine; washed my face and figure out what I’m going to eat and what kind of coffee I’ll get today.
I decided to just pick up some Starbucks and stay in today. Last night was definitely an eyeopener for me. I mean, at my first music related event.. ever.. I get into a fight with my best friend. Who you would think would understand why you’re a bit upset in the first place. I sigh, of course I miss him or whatever but I’m not apologizing first. Petty as it might be, he had no right to call me childish and blow up on me.
I connect my phone to my speaker and decide to tidy up the apartment. Since Carly moved out to live with her boyfriend, things have been kind of lonely. I open all the blinds and the door to the balcony, letting the fresh air in. I start by collecting all the trash around the apartment. I get wrapped up in my own little world for a few hours, just cleaning and dancing. Enjoying this time to myself. After about four straight hours of cleaning the apartment looked good as new. I opened my fridge and noticed it was mostly empty. I decided to take another look at the apartment and figure out what I need to stock up on. Some cleaning supplies, food, and some make up things. Which means it’s time for... a Target trip!
Normally I would call my friends and ask if anyone wanted to join me, but lately I’ve been wanting to spend time alone. Learning about myself again, healing. I know my friends just care about me, but sometimes being around so many people, some who feel like they should walk on eggshells around you, and having to answer the same questions over and over and over again can be... overwhelming.
My thoughts are interrupted by a knock at my door. I plead silently that there’s not a surprise group of people behind the door. I sigh and look through the peephole and my breath hitches.. good news, it’s not a huge group of my friends, bad news is I’d recognize that jawline anywhere.
“I’m not gonna lie, you look like shit” I say, opening the door and Jeff looks up
“H-... excuse me?” He asks, a light smile on his face. I move to the side and gesture for him to come in
“Sorry, I didn’t even ask if you were busy or anything” He says, I shrug my shoulders and we both sit on the couch
“Uh, I mean not particularly. I was just about to head out to Target and run some errands, but those can wait. Is there something you want to talk about?” I reply, he lets out a big sigh and looks down
“I just wanted to apologize for my behavior these past few days and it’s completely unacceptable. I’m not sure why I’ve been so angry lately. I know that’s no excuse for my behavior but I wanted you to know I’m really sorry. I feel horrible, I haven’t gotten any sleep.. that’s probably why I look like shit.” Jeff says, a flurry of emotions flood through my but I remain calm
“Thank you for apologizing. You know it really hurt me when you said those things. It was one of the most important nights of my music career, and I just wanted your support. And as much as I appreciate the apology I still think it’s best we take things slow. I’m still kind of upset about it” I explain, Jeff nods in understanding
“I totally get it, maybe I can take you out to dinner some time?” He asks, a glimmer of hope in his eyes and I smile
“Wittek, last chance. I’ll go to Target and we can have dinner here tonight” I reply, his lips spread into a smile and he gives me a hug
“Can I come with you?. I have to get some things for my house. I propose, dinner, ice cream, and a movie?” Jeff asks, I think about it for a bit and nod
We walk down to his truck. Jeff rushes to the passenger side and opens the door for me. I chuckle and slide into the passenger seat. He closes the door with a smile and walks over to the driver’s side. Jeff turns on the radio, and starts silently singing along. This is nice. Although Jeff hurt me I can forgive him. He’s been going through some stuff lately and I’ve been in his position before. I’m lost in my thoughts but we finally arrive at Target.
We finish our errands pretty quickly, I decided to vlog some of it and maybe make it a ‘day in the life’ kind of thing. Jeff offers to cook for us and I agree.
“Are you sure you know how to cook?” I ask, the two of us in the check out line
“Babe, you think my mom didn’t raise me right?” He asks, I giggle and reach to pay for my things. Jeff quickly grabs my card and replaces it with his
“Well.. you definitely know how to win me over huh?” I ask, he winks at me and grabs the bags
“I’ve known you for years now, of course I know everything about you” He replies, I shrug and get in the car
“Hey get out, I didn’t open the door for you” he says, standing by the door and resting his hands on the roof
“Stop, you’re making me all hot and bothered” I reply, turning away from him as he laughs. He closes the door and we drive back to my apartment
We take our stuff upstairs and Jeff starts making food and I change into something more comfortable; an oversized shirt and boxers. I walk out and set up the couch and turn on the TV. We decide on Parasite, I’ve watched it before but Jeff hasn’t seen it. Jeff brings over our plates and we watch the movie.
“Wow, this is really good” I say, Jeff smiles widely
“It’s my mom’s secret recipe” He replies, he places his plate down and pulls me closer. I awkwardly move away and grab our plates and start cleaning up.
“You alright?” Jeff asks, I turn off the water and dry my hands
“Because we’re gonna get into this thing again and I can’t. You know I have feelings for you and you can’t just make me fall in love every time and then leave me” I explain, Jeff’s eyes soften and he gets closer to me
“I’ve had these past few days to reflect on myself.. and us. I really really like you too. I just said those things because I can’t allow myself to be happy. I wanna be happy, and I wanna be happy with you” He replies, I feel tears well in my eyes
“Jeff. I can’t.. I can’t let you hurt me anymore” I say, he places a hand on the side of my face
“Can you give me one more chance?” He asks, leaning closer and I cave.. I fucking cave into Jeff again
He places his lips on mine, gentle at first but soon all our hidden emotions come to the forefront. I can’t help but to think.. how’s Jeff gonna hurt me this time.