It's Never Gonna Be Too Late.
It's All Downhill From Here.
Alex's POV.
Why did you just do that?
You're an idiot, you know?
Why did I do it?
Because I'm confused.
I never thought I would fall for my boyfriend's bandmate.
My feelings have criss-crossed, twisted, and turned since I've met Mikey.
I slid out of Bob's hold and let my head hit hard on the bunk wall.
It didn't hurt, just made everything worse.
I think I even felt a tear fall.
"Whoa, Alex, honey, are you okay? What's wrong?"
I didn't look at him.
I looked straight across and saw Mikey who saw me.
He knew I had feelings for him and he knew I wasn't regretting that kiss.
"Nothing, nothing's wrong."
I wiped away the lone tear.
"There's obviously something wrong," he said.
"No, it's nothing, really. Just give me some time to think. I'll be better once I've done that and gotten some rest."
I got up and went into the bathroom.
I sat ontop of the closed toilet lid and rested my head in my hands.
I must have fallen asleep because I woke up three hours later.
It was two in the morning.
I hear a knock on the door, and answer a weak, "Yeah?"
The door opened and Mikey walked in.
"Hey, look, I'm sorry for what happened. It's partly my fault and I'm sorry everything seems to be crashing before you."
"Please don't tell me it's all your fault. It's mine. I wanted it to happen and I let it. I feel terrible."
I started crying again.
He knelt before me and hugged me.
I hugged back and calmed myself.
Wiping them away, I stood up.
"I should probably go to bed. I've spent way too much time in the bathroom today."
He chuckled a little.
I smiled, "Thanks, Mikey. I'll obviously see you tomorrow. 'Night."
"Goodnight," he said to my back.
I crawled into bed and wrapped my arms around Bob.
That'd probably be my last time anyway.
Why did you just do that?
You're an idiot, you know?
Why did I do it?
Because I'm confused.
I never thought I would fall for my boyfriend's bandmate.
My feelings have criss-crossed, twisted, and turned since I've met Mikey.
I slid out of Bob's hold and let my head hit hard on the bunk wall.
It didn't hurt, just made everything worse.
I think I even felt a tear fall.
"Whoa, Alex, honey, are you okay? What's wrong?"
I didn't look at him.
I looked straight across and saw Mikey who saw me.
He knew I had feelings for him and he knew I wasn't regretting that kiss.
"Nothing, nothing's wrong."
I wiped away the lone tear.
"There's obviously something wrong," he said.
"No, it's nothing, really. Just give me some time to think. I'll be better once I've done that and gotten some rest."
I got up and went into the bathroom.
I sat ontop of the closed toilet lid and rested my head in my hands.
I must have fallen asleep because I woke up three hours later.
It was two in the morning.
I hear a knock on the door, and answer a weak, "Yeah?"
The door opened and Mikey walked in.
"Hey, look, I'm sorry for what happened. It's partly my fault and I'm sorry everything seems to be crashing before you."
"Please don't tell me it's all your fault. It's mine. I wanted it to happen and I let it. I feel terrible."
I started crying again.
He knelt before me and hugged me.
I hugged back and calmed myself.
Wiping them away, I stood up.
"I should probably go to bed. I've spent way too much time in the bathroom today."
He chuckled a little.
I smiled, "Thanks, Mikey. I'll obviously see you tomorrow. 'Night."
"Goodnight," he said to my back.
I crawled into bed and wrapped my arms around Bob.
That'd probably be my last time anyway.