KOTA'S POV:
I am so nervous. I wanna call Ryan to tell him the truth about the photo, but I am too scared.
I mean what would he think? I don't know how his head works, so I have no idea what he assumed or will assume if I tell him.
I called him. I felt tears starting to form in my eyes. I held them back. He didn't pick up. I exhaled, yet I knew I would have to tell him.
I called him about 6 times, but I got no answer. I didn't want to leave a voice mail, since I don't like my high-pitched voice recorded.
*t i m e s k i p*
I went to school the next day, nervously. I had to tell him the truth. I don't lie, and I would never. I walked a bit slower than usual, due to the fact that I didn't want to bring up the topic of the picture.
I walked into class, holding back my tears.
I sighed at the fact that he wasn't in class yet. Yet.
Right when I thought I was safe, he walked into the room. 'Ah shoot' i said, because I can't use big girl words yet.
He looked normal though, like he had no idea the picture even existed.
*time skip bc what u know about rollin' down in the deep? when ur brain goes numb, u can call that mental freeze when these people talk too much, put that shit in slow motion, yea i feel like an astronaut in the ocean aye*
Knowing the fact that I had to tell him made me feel many ways, mostly upset, scared, and angry. Very angry.
(why tf did 100 people read this? thank you and all, but why? this was literally made at a sleepover, at 2am, just for fun. anyway thanks)