ISAAC POV
"I don't think I have to explain how inappropriate your actions were," Mr. Stone said. The disappointment and anger in his voice makes me wish I would have killed myself when I had the chance. Being in his office in this situation is one of the most terrifying things ever. I know they already know. The whole band has to know by now. How could they not? I can't even look at Tyler. I can't bare to look him in the face.
"I will be notifying your parents about this..." stone says.
Shit. SHit. SHIt. SHIT. WHY!! WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME!!
I see Tyler glance at me with tears in his eyes. He knows we fucked up and he knows there is nothing we can do about it.
"As for you two, I think this situation has already escalated quickly enough and I dont see how we can stop this from going any farther considering our situation with staying the night this weekend for the competition. That being said, I think it is best if neither for you go to the competition."
OH MY GOD!! IM GOING TO SHOOT MYSELF!! OH MY GOOOOODDDD!!"
Now Tyler is bawling. Great.
My head is pounding and all I can think about is how NOTHING will be the same. What if I never get to hold his hand again? What if our lips will never touch again? What if I can't stand to look at him anymore? It hurts my heart. And my dick...