I hated him.
I hated everything about him.
Especially the fact that he could never be mine.
I sat on the bus watching Alan and Justin cuddle up next to each other. Why couldn’t I have him, I always asked myself that question. But I knew I was too late, I should’ve said something sooner. If only I could’ve accepted that I really did love him. I let out a sigh and looked over at Phil, who gave me a sympathetic smile. Justin whispered something and Alan started laughing. I clenched my teeth together, I regret ever letting Justin tour with us. We were fine with just Aaron, I didn’t think this would all blow up in my face.
But I guess I was wrong.
