Since it’s still gonna be a bit of a wait until DFTH chapter 5 starts, I figured I’d do something to tide you all over a bit.
And what’s better to tide people over than a little bit of speculation~?
So let’s play two lies and a truth!
I’ll take each of the currently surviving cast, and list three statements about their future in the story; two of them are lies, but one of them is actually true.
But which one is which?
Well that’s for me to know and you to find out~
Ready? Let’s go!
Rantaro Amami
He's going to get away with killing someone before the killing game ends.
He’s executed, but somehow survives his execution to become the Ultimate Survivor.
He’s going to lose his protagonist status again.
Jasper Shion
His talent never does get revealed.
He doesn’t get executed. And no-one is happy about that.
What he said at the end of chapter 4 was a double lie, and there is actually a traitor.
Tsumugi Shirogane
She isn’t actually the mastermind.
She plots to kill Jasper, but it doesn’t go as she intended.
Her actions in this killing game lead directly to the ending of V3.
Kokoro Hikari
She’s been lying about something from the very start of the killing game.
She found out who the mastermind is, but chose not to tell anyone.
She joins the mastermind’s side out of spite.
Sachiko Akahana
Her backstory never gets revealed.
She plans to kill someone, but it doesn’t go how she wants.
Her katana is the chapter 5 murder weapon.
Monokuma
He gets framed for murder...Somehow.
He is the chapter 5 victim, and gets killed permanently.
He’s forced to stop acting of his own autonomy.
Slade
He ends the killing game himself after getting tired of Tsumugi’s bullshit.
He survived a killing game himself before joining Team Danganronpa.
He breaks the rule he keeps preaching to Tsumugi at some point, and does involve himself in the killing game.
Bonus! Chapter 5 as a whole
There isn’t a murder, and the trial is for something else entirely.
The trial room gets destroyed.
No-one actually dies and the current survivors all live to chapter 6.
Double bonus!!! Chapter 6
There isn’t a trial because everyone already knows who the mastermind is.
Summary: You wanted a fresh start. And uni seemed like the perfect opportunity. Until you bump into Tom. He says he’s sorry for everything he’s done to you. But can you trust him?
Summary: Your first day at uni goes different than expected when you bump into someone from your past.
Words: 2.2k
Warnings: swearing, nothing else I think [there will be smut in future chapters]
A/N: Here it is! Finally, the first part of my college/uni tom fic! This has been in the works for quite a while and I really really hope you’ll enjoy it! (I originally wanted to post this tomorrow but I just cannot wait :D)
Now, this part is mostly build-up. But this series will be an emotional rollercoaster, you guys. 😅
Feedback is greatly appreciated!
“Yes, mum. I’ve got everything. Would you please stop stressing?” Your mum was running around the house like a headless chicken and you honestly didn’t know what the fuss was about. You were moving into your student residence today and with the way your mum was behaving you’d think that you’re moving to another country. “I’m only moving to London, Mum. If there’s anything I forgot I can simply come here and pick it up.” You zipped your suitcase shut and started carrying it down the small staircase. Your mum sighed as she followed you downstairs.
“I know, I know. But I want you to have the best possible start at University, darling.” You reached the bottom of the stairs and turned around to look at her.
“I’m sure it’s going to be fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”
“Of course I worry about you! That’s what comes with being a mum. Someday you’ll understand that.” You only rolled your eyes at that and carried the suitcase through the front door. The sea breeze immediately tousled your hair and you tried to tame it with your free hand while dragging the suitcase towards the car with the other.
You were going to miss living by the sea. Brighton had been your home for the past four years and you’ve never felt more at home somewhere. You already knew that you were going to come home plenty during the weekends. If your workload allowed it. You didn’t really know what to expect from university but you were prepared for a lot of studying. You had decided to study Film and Comparative Literatures in London and were very excited to finally study something that you were actually interested in. School had mostly consisted of you studying hard to do well in subjects that you had no interest in whatsoever.
Classes were starting in a week but the University was organising an introduction week for all first-year students and you were more than thrilled to meet new people. You felt like it was the start of a new chapter in your life.
Your mum drove you all the way to your student residence and you were thankful that you didn’t have to handle all your stuff on the train and the tube. You checked in at the front desk and the residence manager, Corey, took you and your mum to your room. You were going to share the room with another student and you hoped that she would be nice, or at least a tolerable roommate. You had heard way too many horror stories.
When you entered the room with your mum, a blonde was already sitting at one of the desks in the room. She turned around as she noticed your arrival and greeted you with a huge smile.
“Hi! I’m Kelly.” She got up from the chair to wrap her arms around you in a hug. Your eyes widened in surprise but you reciprocated the hug quickly.
“Y/N. Nice to meet you.”
***
After your mum had helped you with all your stuff she reluctantly drove back home.
“Be good, okay?” She was holding you by your shoulders as she looked at you intently. “I already know, you’re going to do great. Don’t be a stranger, yeah?” You nodded and wrapped her in a hug as you saw the tears form in your mum’s eyes.
“Of course. I’ll try to visit as often as possible. Give dad a hug from me, okay?” Unfortunately, your dad had to go on a work trip so you had had to say goodbye to him the day before and he couldn’t join your mum in taking you to Uni.
Your mum nodded. “We’re so proud of you, darling. Okay, I’m gonna go now before I get stuck in rush hour traffic.” With that, she quickly waved goodbye to Kelly and left your new home to get back to your old one.
You spent the whole afternoon getting to know Kelly while you placed your clothes into your new wardrobe. Kelly was sprawled out on her bed and scrolled through her phone. She had arrived earlier in the day from Liverpool and had already unpacked all her stuff before you arrived.
“The residence manger…what was his name again? Clark?” Kelly raised her eyebrows in question and moved her gaze from her phone towards you.
“I think his name’s Corey.” You chuckled and she nodded quickly.
“You’re right. Anyway, he told me that there was going to be a little get-together tonight. We should go there.” She sat up on her bed and put her phone down on the nightstand, looking at you with a pleading look.
“No need to convince me with that look.” You pointed at her face. ”Of course we’re going!”
A couple hours later you found yourself in the cafeteria. The room was buzzing with excited chatter. You loved it. Snacks had been prepared so you and Kelly grabbed yourself some sandwiches before sitting down at one of the tables. A few groups had already formed but people were still arriving.
You were hoping that you’d meet some people that were studying the same as you. Kelly was going to study Linguistics and unfortunately, you wouldn’t be sharing any classes with her. It would be nice to get to know some people before classes started next week.
“Hi, sorry. Is this seat already taken?” Someone had placed a hand on the backrest of the chair next to you and you turned your head to look at them. You were greeted with a tall, brunet guy. His blue eyes were looking at you with a kind expression and you quickly shook your head.
“No. Go ahead.” You gestured towards the seat and he sat down.
“I’m Ryan.” He introduced himself. “Are you first-year students, too?” He looked between you and Kelly.
“Yeah, I’m studying Linguistics. The name’s Kelly.” Kelly said before taking a bite from her sandwich.
“I’m Y/N. I’m studying Film and Comparative Literature.” You smiled at him. Meeting new people was easier than expected. His eyes widened a bit when he heard what you were studying.
“No way. Me, too.” His face broke into a smile and so did yours.
Find someone who’s studying the same subjects. Check.
For the rest of the evening, the three of you got to know each other better and exchanged numbers. You and Ryan compared your schedules and it turned out that you were sharing a lot of classes.
When the cafeteria gradually became less crowded you all decided to call it a night.
“I heard the literature department is throwing some type of welcoming party on Friday.” He mentioned as you were walking towards the stairwell. “Would you guys like to join me and my roommate?”
You and Kelly looked at each other for a second before you both nodded.
“Yeah, that sounds fun!” Kelly said while starting to climb the stairs.
“Awesome, I can come by your room and pick you up?” He offered and you shrugged your shoulders but nodded again.
“Sure. Our room is 106.”
Kelly had already reached the door leading to your hallway. She was waiting for you with a mischievous look on her face.
“So, he was cute.” Kelly said as soon as Ryan was out of hearing range.
“He was, wasn’t he? A really nice guy.” You nodded pulling your key out of the pocket of your jeans.
“He was definitely checking you out the whole time.” Kelly chuckled and you rolled your eyes.
“He was just being nice.”
“Nuh-uh. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you.” She wiggled her eyebrows while you unlocked the door to your room.
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
***
The day of the party had arrived quickly. You had spent the whole week mingling with people and you were excited to meet even more and have a good time with Kelly, Ryan and his roommate Jordan. You had just finished coating your lashes with mascara when Ryan knocked on your door. Because Kelly was closest to the door she went and opened it.
“Hey, c’mon in. We’re almost ready.” Ryan entered the room and looked around for a moment. His hands were placed in the front pockets of his jeans.
“I like what you’ve done with the room. Ours still looks pretty bland.”
You and Kelly had decorated your room throughout the week. Both of you had stuck pictures and posters on your wall and placed a few decorative items here and there. Your mum had gotten you quite a bit before you moved here and it made the room look much more like a home rather than a hotel room.
“Thank you.” You said with a smile as you tucked your make up away.
A few students were having pre-drinks in the cafeteria so that was your first destination. Jordan was already downstairs and had saved a few drinks for your group.
“Good to see you guys.” Jordan exclaimed and greeted both you and Kelly with a hug before handing each of you a drink. Throughout the week you had visited many introduction events with the two boys and Kelly and had gotten to know them quite well already, considering you’d met not even a week ago.
“To the start of our student life.” Kelly cheered and raised the bottle a bit. You followed suit and clinked the neck of your bottle against hers.
The party was being held in a small club not far from the student residence so you collectively decided to walk there. The walk was filled with laughter and when you reached the club you got in almost immediately. You felt the beat thumping through your body as you followed Ryan and Jordan further into the club. You held Kelly’s hand clutched in yours so you wouldn’t lose her as you squeezed through the crowd of people. You were walking by the bar which was right by the entrance of the club. There wasn’t a lot of space for people to walk by and as you tried to keep your eyes on the dark green shirt that Ryan was wearing, you suddenly felt an elbow connect with your face. It wasn’t that painful but there was enough force behind the unintentional punch to send your head back a bit. Your hand cupped your cheek as you let out a groan.
“Oh my gosh. I’m sorry.” The person who had punched you turned around and placed their hands on your shoulder as you blinked repetitively. When you finally looked at the guy in front of you, you lost your ability to speak for a moment. Brown eyes were looking at you with concern and you closed your eyes for another moment wondering if you were dreaming or if the hit to your head had been worse than you thought. But he was still standing in front of you. Tom Holland. You hadn’t seen him in years.
The last time you saw him you were fifteen, maybe sixteen, and the ripped guy in front of you had nothing to do with the scrawny boy you remembered. The white t-shirt he was wearing was tight over his muscles and a backward ball cap was covering his brown curls.
You suddenly snapped out of it and looked back into his face his lips now pulled into a smirk.
“I don’t believe we’ve met.” He said. “I’m Tom.” He removed one of his hands from your shoulder and reached it out for you. You just rolled your eyes.
“We have, actually.” You raised an eyebrow either he didn’t recognise you or he forgot about you completely. You didn’t know which was worse.
“Did we? I’m sorry I must’ve been drunk.” He chuckled a little. “What’s your name again?” You felt like not telling him just to spite him. But you decided against it.
“Y/N, we were next-door neighbours for ten years. Does that ring any bells?” You watched his eyebrows shoot up, almost touching his hairline.
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
“You look...different.” He almost stammered.
“Thanks?” You looked at him questioningly not sure if that was supposed to be a good thing.
“I’m sorry. I- uh, I should get back to my friends.” He pointed to somewhere in the back of the club.
“Yeah, sure.” You nodded. You hadn’t expected him to want to talk about the good old times anyway.
“Sorry again. For accidentally punching you.” You waved your hand in a dismissive way.
“Don’t worry about it.” And with that, he disappeared into the group of people. When you turned around to Kelly she was looking at you with wide eyes.
“Who the fuck was that?”
“Tom Holland. We went to school together.” You shrugged your shoulders.
“Hold up a minute. He used to be your neighbour and you went to school with him and he didn’t even recognise you just now?” She was pointing in the general direction of where Tom had gone.
“He didn’t really pay much attention to me.” He had paid attention to you, but you didn’t feel like telling Kelly that your childhood best friend had betrayed you in the worst way when he decided to make your life a living hell.
Part 2
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Summary: Tom apologises and you don’t know if you should trust him.
Words: 3.2k
Warnings: bullying, angst, nothing else I think [there will be smut in future chapters]
A/N: Uhm...Is it apropriate to post the second part so soon after posting the first one? IDK. :D
The tags are probably not working, so a reblog would mean the world to me ❤️
Part 1
It started with a lot of “No, I can’t hang out with you after school.” At first you just thought he was busy. But after a few weeks you realised that he meant he didn’t want to hang out with you after school when he said he couldn’t.
Of course, your feelings were hurt. Tom was your best friend and he didn’t want to spend time with you any more. But it was okay. At least you were telling yourself that. One day at school changed everything though.
Tom was standing by the classroom door with his new friend Drake. They were talking with each other as Drake’s eyes found you and a smirk appeared on his face.
This morning you had told yourself you’d try it one last time. Ask Tom if he wanted to hang out. You had gotten his favourite sweets and your mum had rented the film you had always watched together at least once a year since you were five.
Drake nodded at Tom signalling him that someone was behind him. Tom turned around and you smiled sheepishly at him.
“Hi, Tom.” You wrung your hands together and you didn’t know why you were so anxious. You had never been anxious around Tom.
“Hey.”
“Uh, I was wondering if you maybe wanted to come over after school? I’ve got your favourite sweets and mum rented Lady and the Tramp, I thought maybe you’d wanna watch it with me?” Tom loved dogs, they were probably his favourite animals. He’d always wanted one of his own but his parents wouldn’t let him. He loved watching Lady and the Tramp because there were so many dogs in it.
You heard Drake snicker as Tom’s cheeks turned pink. His wide eyes turned into slits in a matter of seconds.
“No, I don’t wanna watch that childish film with you. Would you please just back off? Honestly, Y/N, get the message. I don’t want to hang out with you.” You felt like you had been slapped across the face. While Drake was laughing in your face you felt tears sting in your eyes. If you didn’t know better you’d say that Tom’s expression softened when he saw you cry. But that was only your mind tricking you. Maybe you’d just been the backup friend until he found someone ‘better’ all along, someone like Drake.
You nodded mechanically. “Okay, I won’t bother you anymore then.”
“I beg you, please.” He raised his hands above his head as if you were a kid that had finally understood what he’d been trying to tell you for a long time.
***
This moment kept replaying in your head throughout the weekend. It was the moment that changed it all. The moment your best friend became your bully. You had never expected your friendship with Tom to end like that. You never expected your friendship to end in the first place. The summer before the incident, you had actually developed deeper feelings for him. Now, the thought made you laugh. How could you have been so stupid?
When the first day of classes rolled around you were happy that you had taken part in the campus tour the week before. At least you knew your way around a little bit. The system behind the room names seemed complicated at first but once someone had explained it to you it was pretty easy to get behind it. You entered the first classroom with fifteen minutes to spare and to say you weren’t proud of yourself would be a lie. The first class on your schedule for the day was a lecture about the concepts and history of film studies and having always been interested in films you were eager to learn more about the subject.
You were just about to get out your laptop when a certain brunet entered the room, almost making you gasp. You had figured he was going to the same university, but you didn’t expect him to be in one of your classes. Tom looked around the room before he spotted you, doing a double-take he let out a breath before he weaved his way through the other students, climbing the stairs until he had reached the row you were sitting in.
“Do you mind?” He asked almost sheepishly as he motioned at the seat next to you. You were dumbfounded but mechanically nodded your head.
“Yeah, I mean, no. Go ahead.” You were confused as to why he wanted to sit next to you. Was this going to be like one of those sick games he used play with you in school? Uni was supposed to be a new start. A new chapter. You didn’t need Tom to bring back your past. You nervously focused on putting all your stuff on the table as he cleared his throat, grabbing your attention once again.
“Look, Y/N. I just wanted to apologise.” His voice was soft. He didn’t want all the other students to hear what he was about to say.
“For what exactly?” You mumbled as you turned to look at him. He was eyeing you with a wary look on his face. The polar opposite of how he used to look at you.
“For everything? I honestly don’t know where to start… Basically for being a complete jerk to you in school. I wish I could blame it on Drake and the others… But I never should’ve treated you like that. I should’ve been better than that and I’m sorry.” You were even more dumbfounded now. Had Tom Holland just apologised to you? For everything that he’s done to you? Were you still asleep? Was this a dream?
“I really appreciate that.” You finally said. “But don’t expect that everything’s fine between us now.” You looked at him for a moment “You had promised me, Tom. ”
“I know.” He agreed with you squeezing his eyes shut for a moment. “What I did wasn’t fair. It was stupid and immature and I wish I could turn back time and-” He stopped himself there pressing his lips into a thin line. “I just want you to know that I regret all that stuff. It’s the worst thing I’ve ever done, and you know it’s really not like me.”
“I actually don’t know.” You retorted. “I feel like I never really knew you in the first place. You just turned on me like this.” You snapped your fingers.
“If you want…If you want I could try to make it up to you? I’d do anything.”
Was Tom really wanting to right his wrongs? Make amends?
“And you’re really not tricking me right now?” You questioned, unsure of his intentions. Tom almost winced at your question.
“No. I’m being serious about this.”
“Actions speak louder than words.” Tom could say that he wanted to make things better all he wanted but you were only going to believe it when he was actually trying.
“Yeah…yeah I know. I just…I wanted you to know that I’m not the way I used to be anymore. I’ve got better friends now, real friends. And that made me realise that I hung around douchebags all through high school.” He shrugged his shoulders an uneasy smile on his lips.
“Took you a long time to realise.” You had known it’s got something to do with his new friends the moment Tom started treating you differently. It obviously didn’t only come down to the people he hung out with. Tom had made the decision to behave that way. But if he’d never met them, maybe you’d still be friends.
Tom hummed affirmatively and with that the conversation was over. Not long after, the lecturer entered the room and your first university lecture was under way. You tried your best to concentrate on the lecturer’s words but your eyes kept glancing at the boy beside you. You never imagined seeing him again, let alone talk to him. The last time you had seen him was about three or four years ago. Your parents had visited his parents and you tagged along, you missed the twins and Paddy, Tom’s brothers. You hadn’t expected Tom to be home as well. And you clearly didn’t expect his friends to be there.
You had intended to hang out with Harry and Sam, but Tom and his friends were hanging out in the garden being obnoxiously loud, always reminding you that they were still there. You felt uneasy the whole time. The twins constantly asking you what was wrong. You never told them. You couldn’t tell them that their older brother, who they looked up to, had turned into a complete jerk. Of course, they had wondered what had happened between you and Tom that you didn’t really talk anymore. You used to be inseparable. But they figured you just grew apart.
That evening Tom had made yet another rude comment towards you, making his friends roar with laughter. Nikki, his mother, hadn’t heard what her son had said to you if she had he would’ve gotten a scolding right away. This wasn’t the son she raised. But she was oblivious to the way he had been treating you for years now. That was the day you decided you would not come back to the Holland’s home. You couldn’t.
The sound of students packing up pulled you out of your thoughts. Had you really managed to drown out most of the lecture? Apparently so. You silently cursed Tom for already messing with your head.
“See you around.” He said with a small smile as he slung his backpack over his shoulder. You only managed to nod again and started packing up yourself.
The rest of the day went a lot better than your first lecture. You saw Ryan in a few classes and he managed to keep your mind away from Tom for at least a couple of hours. When you returned to your room, Kelly was laying on her bed with an open pizza carton offering some to you.
“That is exactly what I need right now.” You blew a strand of hair out of your face as you let yourself fall next to her, picking a slice up and taking a big bite.
“Rough first day?” She questioned and took another bite herself. You nodded thoughtfully. You were still confused about your conversation with Tom this morning.
“Yeah. No. I don’t know.” You finally said after swallowing. You turned to look at her. “I talked to Tom this morning.”
“Tom? As in your old neighbour and school mate?” She questioned with raised eyebrows. She didn’t really know the full impact this had on you. You still hadn’t told her what had happened between the two of you. She still thought he had just been your neighbour. You simply nodded your lips pressed into a thin line. “What did he say?” You contemplated if you should tell her or not. But you needed someone to confide in right now.
“Well, he apologised.”
“Apologised?” She looked at you confused and you let out a breath.
“Some things were said when we were younger. I don’t really want to get into it right now but all you need to know is that he became a jerk when we started secondary school.” You laughed humourlessly. The corners of her mouth turned down. You could tell she knew that there was much more to the story but she nodded letting you know that it was okay and if you ever wanted to tell her the whole story she would be there for you.
“Anyway, now he apologised and wants to make amends? I’m not sure I trust him. He gave me enough reasons not to.” You let your shoulders slump a bit. You were all for giving second chances. And the Tom you knew before you changed schools was one of the sweetest people you had ever met. “I wanted a fresh start. I haven’t seen him in years and now he shows up and messes with my head already.” You groaned.
“You really liked him, didn’t you? Before he became a jerk?”
“Yeah.” You chuckled a bit, feeling tears start to pool in your eyes. “I had the biggest crush on him. Stupid, huh?” Kelly squeezed your shoulder with a sympathetic look on her face.
“No, it’s not stupid…I honestly don’t really know what to tell you. I don’t know what happened between the two of you and what he’s like. Maybe you should try to give him a chance? But be wary about it? And at the first signs of him playing you, you’ll just stop.” She shrugged her shoulders. You hummed and nodded. Maybe that was the best way to go about things. There was still one other person you could talk to though. To get a second opinion.
Kelly took a look at the time and cursed. “Shit. I have a class in fifteen minutes. Will you be okay?” She looked at you again as she got up from her bed. You nodded your head and waved your hand dismissively.
“Of course! I’m fine. I’ll see you later.”
“You can eat the rest of the pizza if you want.” Kelly pulled on her jacket and picked up her bag from the ground. “I’m having dinner with Jordan after class.” If you looked closely enough you could see a blush on Kelly’s cheeks.
“Oooh. Have fun! I want all the details later.” You wiggled your eyebrows with a smirk and she rolled her eyes.
“Yeah, yeah. See ya later.” With that, she was out of the door and you chuckled lightly. Ryan’s roommate was taking your roommate out for dinner. Who would have thought? You took another piece of the pizza and pulled your phone from your bag. Scrolling through your contacts you found the only person who would be able to understand you. Who knew what you’ve been through with Tom.
“Beth? Hi.” You said as she picked up.
“Y/N!” There was rustling on her end “Hey, how’s university treating you so far? It was your first day today, right?” She asked making you smile. You were glad you had been able to stay in contact with her even though you had moved out of town four years ago. She had been your best friend in Kingston. You met her on your first day of secondary school and you weren’t sure if you would have been able to cope with Tom’s behaviour without her.
“Yeah! First day’s over and… Beth, I need your advice.” Your voice was a little shaky and the rustling on the other end stopped.
“What’s wrong?” You could immediately hear the worry in her voice.
“Tom’s here. He’s going to the same uni and he’s in one of my classes.” You rush out and the line is silent for a moment.
“Hold up. Tom? Tom Holland?” She asked and you nodded despite the fact she obviously couldn’t see you.
“Yeah.”
“What’s he done? Has he said something? I swear I’m gonna come down-”
“No.” You interrupted her. “No, he actually apologised.”
“He did what now?” She sounded as doubtful as you felt.
“Yeah. I can’t believe it either. He says he wants to make amends.”
“Sorry, Y/N. But I think he’s full of shit.” She spat and you could imagine how her face was pinched together in anger.
“He said he’s got new friends now.” You mumbled. Were you really defending him right now?
“Well, yeah, he stopped hanging out with Drake and the others during sixth form. But he shagged like half the girls in our year. I hate to break it to you but he’s a typical fuck boy and he’s probably just saying that to get you in bed, just because he can. Maybe he gets some kind of kick out of it.”
You were speechless at her words. She had never told you that. It had probably been for the best. What good would that info have done for you? It explained his behaviour in the club though. Before he knew who you were. “I’m sorry.” Beth murmured when you didn’t reply to her.
“No, it’s okay. You’re just being honest.” You sighed. “I just hoped that he’s actually being honest for a change, you know?”
“Who knows, maybe he is.” She was quiet for a moment. “I don’t know his motives and maybe I’m wrong with what I said... But he’s gotten really close with Harrison lately. D’you know him? Harrison Osterfield?” You tried to think about it but the name didn’t ring any bells.
“No, never heard of him.”
“He’s a good guy. Really. Maybe he had a better influence on Tom than that douchebag Drake.”
“So what do you reckon I should do?”
Beth thought for a second. “What do you want to do?” She asked then.
“I really want to give him a chance.” You almost whispered. “Is that stupid of me?” You felt the tears burning in your eyes again. How could you want to give him a chance when he had been treating you like shit for years? Maybe it was because you kept thinking about the sweet boy that Tom used to be. You were hoping that that boy was still in there somewhere. That Tom had decided to be that version of him from now on. And maybe Beth was right and that Harrison guy really did change him.
“No, it’s not stupid.” Beth assured you. “Reckless, maybe. But not stupid. Just be careful okay?” You could practically see her raise her eyebrows.
“Yeah, of course. My roommate will look out for me, too.” A small smile was on your lips. You were glad you had a roommate like Kelly. You’d only known each other a week but you felt like you had known her for years.
“Ooh. What’s she like?”
And you told Beth about Kelly and everything else that had happened during the past week and she told you about her first few days at university in Edinburgh. You made plans to visit each other at some point in the future before you ended the call. You really wanted to wait for Kelly to come home so you could question her about her evening but you were exhausted. So instead you got ready for bed.
You couldn’t fall asleep though. You kept thinking about Tom. How was it possible for him to already mess with your head? You had been fine after bumping into him on Friday. Well, except for the flashbacks that constantly replayed in your head. You had pushed the thought that Tom was possibly going to the same uni as you to the back of your mind. But with him sharing (at least) one class with you…you couldn’t avoid him anymore. And he had actually talked to you. Apologised even.
You weren’t sure what the future would bring. But you hoped that everything would turn out alright.
I hope 😪 I’m sorry I haven’t been able to post on time the last two weeks!
But I’m not promising anything. It’s probably the most important chapter of the whole series and it just doesn’t want to cooperate 😩 I feel like I’ve written 50 versions but none of them feel right. 😭
Plus, I got a major headache last night that is still lingering now.
