Zhao james₁₉

James looked at his message over and over again.
“Can we talk?”

This was embarrassing for him; he had never felt this way before. He ended up deleting the message, then lay down on his bed and stared at the ceiling of his room. He replayed every situation with you in his mind.

They were never officially boyfriend and girlfriend.
They saw each other all the time, went on dates, slept together, but nothing was ever official.

I tried to talk to you many times, I tried to ask you many times. But you always avoided the question.

He knew you were hesitating, he knew he should never have kissed his best friend.

Since our last conversation at your house, we lost contact. He asked you directly, and even then you hesitated.

Only weeks had passed and I saw your stories as if you had never met.

Why? He knows he ruined it, maybe at least now he'd have his best friend.

He tried seeing other girls to forget her, but he always found something wrong with them.

Deep down he knows you're just pretending everything is fine.

But your doubt made him doubt.

I wasn't going to write to you anymore, even if I wanted to, I wouldn't. He tried multiple times, if you wanted him to…

He would be willing.

I'll be waiting for your message.