[6:02PM] - You’d just come home from the third blind date that your best friend mark had set up from you, dumping your bag on the ground you see Mark already on your sofa, looking at you expectantly for the details as to how it went.
You’d decided on the way home you’d had enough, you entertained Mark’s idea at the start, he wanted to see you happy and with someone which was a bit difficult for you as prior to the dates, you’d come to the conclusion you were in love with him. You thought that seeing other people would help erase your growing feelings for him when in actual fact it’d helped you to solidify how you’d felt for him. Great.
You know that there’s a lot of better, more thoughtful ways to confess to someone than what you were about to do but you were past the point of frustration, at both yourself and him for being so oblivious.
Mark smiled, unaware of the total hellfire that was about to be unleashed with the next sentence. “Sooo, How’d it go?”
You picked up the nearest cushion and aimed for his body.
“Yo what the fuck? That bad?”
“Yes that fucking bad Mark lee because you’re trying to set me up with people, you want me to to be happy and in a relationship when the only person I want to be happy with is you!” You know you should have probably stopped there but you were on too much of a roll to care.
“Why can’t you see that? I’m so painfully in love with you and I just go on these dates to get over you! I can’t fucking lie to myself or you anymore, I love you!” You panted, struggling to breathe, not entirely sure if it was from the shouting or sheer panic.
He continued to stare at you as if you’d grown three heads, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.
“Yeah, I kind of expected that, can you leave?”
“Uhhh? No. No I don’t think I can, what the fuck was I meant to do with that information? You’ve never said anything that’s even in the same stratosphere as I love you before.”
You groaned, knowing you should’ve just said “It was great! We’re planning to go out next Thursday” not “I’m fucking in love with you”
“I know but I really just needed to say it, at this point I don’t even care if you don’t love me I just. had. to. say. it. , it’s been eating away at me for the past couple weeks”
He leaped over the back of the sofa, eyes meeting yours trying to catch up with you as you walked away from the conversation.
“Hey I never said that I wasn’t willing to give this a shot? I can’t say this was the response I was expecting when talking about a date you went one with someone else but why don’t we try us? I can’t promise we’ll work out but I’m willing to see where things go. I need time though, to process this, to process us”
You finally exhaled, nodding “Yeah- I,I can do that. I’m sorry, I should’ve told you differently”
Mark laughed “Not at all, if you did it any differently it wouldn’t have been you. I promise I’ll give this a shot but can we make a pact right now? If it doesn’t work out we’ll go back to friends?”
The words probably shouldn’t have hit you as hard as they did, making you that bit more desperate for you two to work out as a couple, but Mark in your life was better than no Mark at all so you agree.
