It's been a whole month since you and Mason broke up. You broke up with him after a huge argument. You asked Mason to do the dishes after you came home from a long day at work. Long story short, it led to an argument and you both said some harsh things to each other. You told him he's bad at football and self-centered, even though he's not. But the things he said were far worse.
You've thought about his words repeatedly in your head since that night. "You mean nothing to me. Don't think you're special because I can get anyone I want at any time."
Those words stung you terribly. Before he could say anything more, you told him it was over between you two. You stormed off for the night, and came back early the next day to take all your stuff and move in to your mom's house.
The thing about you and Mason is that you were best friends from the age of 9. You became a couple at the age of 17 when he confessed his feelings for you. You both have been through every high and low of each other's lives. That's why both your families were shocked by what happened. Neither you nor Mason wanted to talk about it.
Like said, it's been a whole month now. Despite deleting his number and removing him from your social media, you can't stop thinking about him. You watch him on TV now and then and still feel happy for him whenever he scores or has a good game. That will never change.
What you didn't know was that Mason was daily trying to reach out to you, but since you deleted his number, it would only show as an unknown caller and you don't pick up those calls.
A whole month without each other, and you have both been miserable in your own way.
Mason has spent most nights clubbing with friends. He's constantly thinking about you. He is full of regret. He's at a club right now with his friends. That's what his Saturdays look like now. Girls would always walk up to him and show their interest, but he didn't like it. It's happening at this very minute while he's thinking of you. A girl just walked up to him and started talking, but he showed no interest. He decided to go home.
He walked past the hospital you work at. He looked at it for a couple of seconds, knowing that today is Saturday, meaning you're working until 9pm. It's currently 8:48 pm. The only thing on his mind right now is that he needs to take you back home.
He stepped inside the hospital. He's familiar with the hallways from previous times where he would come visit you while you were working. He went to the reception to meet Maggie, the receptionist.
He asked for you. Maggie helped him and showed him the laboratory you're working in. He thanked her and waited outside, sitting on a chair.
Meanwhile, you check the time and it's time for you to go home. You throw your gloves in the bin near the door and open it to see Mason sitting there in front of you waiting.
He looks up at you and stands up. You slowly close the door behind you. You're shocked to see him here.
"Hey," he said nervously. He seemed very nervous, and you know that he usually never gets nervous.
"Hey," you replied with a confused look. Mason looked like he didn't know what to say or do next. You look down at his fingers. He's peeling his skin off around his nails, something he does when he doesn't know what to do.
"Don't do that," you said, separating his hands. You both look at each other. He gave you a slight smile, but it quickly faded when he remembered why he was here.
"Can we talk?" he asked.
"Let me get changed first," you said. You wanted to hear what he had to say. After all, you still love him and miss him deeply.
You quickly got changed and grabbed your bag. He was still standing in the same position when you walked over to him.
"Let's go," you told him. You both walked out of the hospital. For a couple of minutes, you were both just walking quietly next to each other.
"I'm really sorry for how I treated you," Mason broke the silence. You looked at him while still walking at the same time.
"The things I said are unforgivable and I know they hurt you and still do.I need you to know that I didn't mean anything I said, and it wasn't right of me to let you do all the work while I did nothing. I'm really sorry," Mason said, expressing everything he's wanted to say for a long time.
You could hear the guilt in his voice and how he reacted to his own words. He never opens up about anything, yet he's here doing that for you, and that always means everything to you.
"I said some harsh stuff too that I didn't mean. I'm sorry for that," you apologised too
"I deserved it," he chuckled, making you let out a small laugh. There was a loud silence again until you broke it this time. "Thank you for apologising...it hasn't been easy to move on after you said that," you admitted.
"I'm sorry," he said again. "You've moved on?" he asked curious
"I met someone, he makes me happy," you smiled.
"Oh," he said as he forced a smile
You looked at him and there was a moment of silence until you burst into laughter. He looked at you, confused, as you both stopped walking. "Wow, really?" he said, shocked as he realised you had joked around.
You put your hand over your mouth, trying to stop yourself from laughing more. "You should've seen you face," you laughed even harder when you thought about it.
"Yeah, yeah," he rolled his eyes and felt embarrassed. You eventually calmed down and continued walking.
"What about you? Any new girlfriends I should know about?" you asked. You didn't want to know, but deep down you still wanted to know.
"Nah, no one has caught my eye," he said, putting his hands in his pockets.
"Damn...I thought you might've found someone better than me like you said you could" you chuckled, but Mason didn't find it so funny. He knew his words had cut you deep.
"You know, I didn't mean that right." He looked at you as you stopped walking again.
You looked at him. "Even if you didn't mean it, you can get anyone you want. Why did you come back to see me?" you asked.
"Because this past month I've been trying to get you back, but someone doesn't pick up their phone," he said
"I think you know why." You looked away.
"Look Y/N," he said, grabbing your hands to hold them. "We've been through everything together. Every time I needed you, you've been there. A lot of shit has happened since you broke up with me, and I've struggled to get through those tough times without you. You make me feel loved and safe. No one else's can do that for me. Everything sucks without you, even football. It hurts every time I don't see you cheering me on from the stands or when I come home from training or a game and I can't cuddle you. Give me another chance to fix this", he poured his heart out, "I will do everything you need me to do."
"Mason, I don't want you to make it sound like a chore. I don't want to ask you to do things. You need to automatically do those things." You looked at him.
"I know football can be exhausting. I know that. But I've been exhausted too, and sometimes you haven't really seen that. I mean, have you seen Declan and Lauren? They literally do everything together. They clean, cook, do the laundry, and all that stuff together. It's not as bad as you think," you told him.
"I know, you're right. I can do that. We can do all that together, I promise. I will make it up to you, because you mean the world to me. Just please come back home," Mason begged you
You looked at him, feeling hesitant. "What do you mean, come back home?" you asked.
"As in you come home, I miss you," he said, looking at you with his adoring eyes.
"I broke up with you," you reminded him.
"Meaning?" he asked.
"We've been away from each other for a whole month, we can't just go back to normal," you said.
"Yes we can," Mason said confidently. You looked at him confused.
"Be my girlfriend," he said. It didn't sound like a question, more like a demand.
"What?", you said, confused at his words
"Be my girlfriend," Mason repeated, as he put his hand on your cheek.
You looked at him, and this very moment reminded you of the day he confessed his feelings for you.
You were both walking home from school when he stopped you and took your hands. He looked you in the eye just like he's doing now, and confessed his love for you.
Back in that time, you pulled him into a kiss. Now in the present time, you do the same. You lean in and place a kiss on his lips. The anger and hatred you had felt were suddenly gone and it felt like a fresh start.
It was time to come back home.