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I'm Gonna Push You Away
[Alan's P.O.V]
“You told her you love her?” Austin asked as he took the seat opposite me and passed me a coffee.
“Yup,” I sighed, running my fingers through my hair, “I fucked up.”
“What do you mean you fucked up? Surely this is a good thing? I mean she clearly still has feelings for you.”
I scoffed and mumbled “I doubt that.”
His eyebrows knitted together as he took a sip from his own mug. “Why? How did she react?”
“She just froze, her whole face fell. Then she said something about it being really late and how she needed to sleep.”
“Shit. Did you check her phone though?”
“No, I fell asleep before she did.”
“Then go and check now.”
“What if she wakes up?”
“Make up some lame excuse, but don’t start an argument.”
“But-“
“Shut up. And remember, stay calm.” He said, dragging me out of my seat and pushing me towards my room where Ellie was. He shoved me through the doorway before throwing his thumbs up and walking away, leaving me and Ellie alone.
Biting my lip, I decided I should check that she was asleep, just to be safe. I walked over to where she led and crouched down to eye-level.
“Ellie?” No response. I tried shaking her a little, but she didn’t even stir. She’s a pretty heavy sleeper so I took this as a good sign and grabbed her phone from the bedside table. I decided her messages would be a logical place to start looking and swiped the screen, before the password screen popped up. I typed in four correct digits, when a voice interrupted my actions.
“What are you doing?” I snapped my head up to see a pissed off Ellie who was very much awake. Shit. Say something, anything.
“Uh – just, y’know, phone stuff.” Really? ‘Phone stuff’? Nice one, Ashby.
“Yes, but why do you have my phone?” She demanded, clearly aggravated.
“Oh, this is your phone? I thought it was mine.” I nervously laughed.
“No you didn’t. You know it’s mine. Our phones are nothing alike and I can see your phone in your pocket.” Fuck.
“Uh…”
“You were looking through my phone,” she spat, grabbing the device from my hands, “that’s my personal shit there. How did you even unlock it? You don’t know my password.”
“2526. The keys spell ‘Alan’. You’re too predictable.”
“You had no right to go looking through my stuff.”
“I’m just worried about you. I know something’s wrong and you’re not telling me.”
“I don’t have to fucking tell you everything if I don’t want to!”
“Why are you so worked up about this? Calm down, I’m just concerned.”
“Because I’m a human being, I’m allowed privacy if and when I fucking want it. And I’m an adult, Alan. I don’t need you to be concerned for me.”
“What the fuck is so bad that you have to hide it from me?! You used to tell me everything!” I yelled.
“Yeah and now I don’t. You got a problem with that?”
“Well actually, yes. Yes I do have a problem with it.”
“Deal with it.”
“Why the fuck are you being like this?”
“Like what?!”
“Like this! I’m fucking worried about you and you freak out at me. You’re being a bitch!”
“I don’t have to deal with this right now. Fuck you Alan!”
[Austin’s POV]
“I don’t have to fucking tell you everything if I don’t want to!” I heard a female voice yell. I knew this would happen. Things were awkward enough between them, the last thing we need is another argument. I sighed as I finished my coffee and placed the mug in the sink.
“You used to tell me everything!” This was definitely Alan’s voice. Congratulations on staying calm buddy. “Why the fuck are you being like this?”
“Like what?!”
“Like this!” I walked closer to his room so I could hear more. “You’re being a bitch!” You’re really not helping yourself, Alan.
“Fuck you Alan!” I heard footsteps approaching and quickly walked back to my original seat so it didn’t look like I was eavesdropping.
“Hey Austin! How are you?” She asked as she stormed through the house to her room, her voice halfway between pissed and sarcastic.
“Tired, but I can’t complain. You?”
“Fan-fucking-tastic, thanks for asking.” She responded, followed by her door slamming and Alan rushing through the kitchen, grabbing his keys.
“Dude, I said don’t start an argument.”
His response was simply flipping me off and walking out through the front door, slamming it just like Ellie had.
Whatever Ellie is upset about it’s causing all this shit and stressing everyone out. Since Alan is clearly incapable of sorting this out without letting his feelings get in the way or starting an argument, I guess it’s down to me.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
1 hour later.
I stood and made my way to Ellie’s room, having decided that I had given enough time for her to calm down because that’s the only way I’ll get her to be rational. I reached her door and knocked softly.
“Fuck off, Alan.”
“It’s Austin.”
“Oh. Fuck off, Austin.”
“I just want to talk.”
“Well I don’t want to.”
“You don’t have to, you don’t even have to listen or reply.”
“Well then what’s the fucking point of talking to me if I don’t listen?”
“I want to make sure you’re okay.”
“I’m fine.”
“Is that why you told me to fuck off? I’m coming in, whether you like it or not because you need someone to talk to right now.” I opened the door and walked to the bed, sitting next to her. She tensed, but quickly relaxed and rested her head on my shoulder.
“Hey.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m not telling you, Austin.”
“Why not?”
“I’m not stupid. You’ll tell Alan. You two are so close you could be mistaken for a couple, you tell each other everything.”
“How do you know? You’ve known me for less than 24 hours.”
“I may not know you well, but I know Alan like the back of my hand.”
“Good point. And yes, we do tell each other everything, meaning he’s told me how worried he is about you, and how much he cares about you.”
“Yeah, and that’s exactly why I’m pushing him away.”
“What do you mean?”
“He’ll get hurt.”
“Why?”
“He just will.”
[Ellie’s POV]
“Oh.” He replied.
“Look, I’m sorry if this is rude I’m just tired and I need a shower so can I be alone?”
“Yeah sure, just remember I’m always here to talk or for hugs.” He reminded me, offering a small smile.
“Thank you.” I said, returning half a smile. He walked out of my door, leaving me alone. I sighed and collapsed back onto the pillows and sheets behind me, ready to sleep despite it being daylight outside.
This whole situation is fucked up. What the fuck is wrong with you?! Everything would be much simpler if you hadn’t accepted the offer to stay here. This is entirely your fault.
My phone buzzed from the table, interrupting me from my thoughts. I lazily threw my arm to the general direction of the vibrations and picked it up.
New Messages (1)
From: Unknown;
To: Ellie;
You can’t ignore me forever, I will find you and bring you home.
I groaned, threw the phone across the room, and let sleep take over.
“You told her you love her?” Austin asked as he took the seat opposite me and passed me a coffee.
“Yup,” I sighed, running my fingers through my hair, “I fucked up.”
“What do you mean you fucked up? Surely this is a good thing? I mean she clearly still has feelings for you.”
I scoffed and mumbled “I doubt that.”
His eyebrows knitted together as he took a sip from his own mug. “Why? How did she react?”
“She just froze, her whole face fell. Then she said something about it being really late and how she needed to sleep.”
“Shit. Did you check her phone though?”
“No, I fell asleep before she did.”
“Then go and check now.”
“What if she wakes up?”
“Make up some lame excuse, but don’t start an argument.”
“But-“
“Shut up. And remember, stay calm.” He said, dragging me out of my seat and pushing me towards my room where Ellie was. He shoved me through the doorway before throwing his thumbs up and walking away, leaving me and Ellie alone.
Biting my lip, I decided I should check that she was asleep, just to be safe. I walked over to where she led and crouched down to eye-level.
“Ellie?” No response. I tried shaking her a little, but she didn’t even stir. She’s a pretty heavy sleeper so I took this as a good sign and grabbed her phone from the bedside table. I decided her messages would be a logical place to start looking and swiped the screen, before the password screen popped up. I typed in four correct digits, when a voice interrupted my actions.
“What are you doing?” I snapped my head up to see a pissed off Ellie who was very much awake. Shit. Say something, anything.
“Uh – just, y’know, phone stuff.” Really? ‘Phone stuff’? Nice one, Ashby.
“Yes, but why do you have my phone?” She demanded, clearly aggravated.
“Oh, this is your phone? I thought it was mine.” I nervously laughed.
“No you didn’t. You know it’s mine. Our phones are nothing alike and I can see your phone in your pocket.” Fuck.
“Uh…”
“You were looking through my phone,” she spat, grabbing the device from my hands, “that’s my personal shit there. How did you even unlock it? You don’t know my password.”
“2526. The keys spell ‘Alan’. You’re too predictable.”
“You had no right to go looking through my stuff.”
“I’m just worried about you. I know something’s wrong and you’re not telling me.”
“I don’t have to fucking tell you everything if I don’t want to!”
“Why are you so worked up about this? Calm down, I’m just concerned.”
“Because I’m a human being, I’m allowed privacy if and when I fucking want it. And I’m an adult, Alan. I don’t need you to be concerned for me.”
“What the fuck is so bad that you have to hide it from me?! You used to tell me everything!” I yelled.
“Yeah and now I don’t. You got a problem with that?”
“Well actually, yes. Yes I do have a problem with it.”
“Deal with it.”
“Why the fuck are you being like this?”
“Like what?!”
“Like this! I’m fucking worried about you and you freak out at me. You’re being a bitch!”
“I don’t have to deal with this right now. Fuck you Alan!”
[Austin’s POV]
“I don’t have to fucking tell you everything if I don’t want to!” I heard a female voice yell. I knew this would happen. Things were awkward enough between them, the last thing we need is another argument. I sighed as I finished my coffee and placed the mug in the sink.
“You used to tell me everything!” This was definitely Alan’s voice. Congratulations on staying calm buddy. “Why the fuck are you being like this?”
“Like what?!”
“Like this!” I walked closer to his room so I could hear more. “You’re being a bitch!” You’re really not helping yourself, Alan.
“Fuck you Alan!” I heard footsteps approaching and quickly walked back to my original seat so it didn’t look like I was eavesdropping.
“Hey Austin! How are you?” She asked as she stormed through the house to her room, her voice halfway between pissed and sarcastic.
“Tired, but I can’t complain. You?”
“Fan-fucking-tastic, thanks for asking.” She responded, followed by her door slamming and Alan rushing through the kitchen, grabbing his keys.
“Dude, I said don’t start an argument.”
His response was simply flipping me off and walking out through the front door, slamming it just like Ellie had.
Whatever Ellie is upset about it’s causing all this shit and stressing everyone out. Since Alan is clearly incapable of sorting this out without letting his feelings get in the way or starting an argument, I guess it’s down to me.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
1 hour later.
I stood and made my way to Ellie’s room, having decided that I had given enough time for her to calm down because that’s the only way I’ll get her to be rational. I reached her door and knocked softly.
“Fuck off, Alan.”
“It’s Austin.”
“Oh. Fuck off, Austin.”
“I just want to talk.”
“Well I don’t want to.”
“You don’t have to, you don’t even have to listen or reply.”
“Well then what’s the fucking point of talking to me if I don’t listen?”
“I want to make sure you’re okay.”
“I’m fine.”
“Is that why you told me to fuck off? I’m coming in, whether you like it or not because you need someone to talk to right now.” I opened the door and walked to the bed, sitting next to her. She tensed, but quickly relaxed and rested her head on my shoulder.
“Hey.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m not telling you, Austin.”
“Why not?”
“I’m not stupid. You’ll tell Alan. You two are so close you could be mistaken for a couple, you tell each other everything.”
“How do you know? You’ve known me for less than 24 hours.”
“I may not know you well, but I know Alan like the back of my hand.”
“Good point. And yes, we do tell each other everything, meaning he’s told me how worried he is about you, and how much he cares about you.”
“Yeah, and that’s exactly why I’m pushing him away.”
“What do you mean?”
“He’ll get hurt.”
“Why?”
“He just will.”
[Ellie’s POV]
“Oh.” He replied.
“Look, I’m sorry if this is rude I’m just tired and I need a shower so can I be alone?”
“Yeah sure, just remember I’m always here to talk or for hugs.” He reminded me, offering a small smile.
“Thank you.” I said, returning half a smile. He walked out of my door, leaving me alone. I sighed and collapsed back onto the pillows and sheets behind me, ready to sleep despite it being daylight outside.
This whole situation is fucked up. What the fuck is wrong with you?! Everything would be much simpler if you hadn’t accepted the offer to stay here. This is entirely your fault.
My phone buzzed from the table, interrupting me from my thoughts. I lazily threw my arm to the general direction of the vibrations and picked it up.
New Messages (1)
From: Unknown;
To: Ellie;
You can’t ignore me forever, I will find you and bring you home.
I groaned, threw the phone across the room, and let sleep take over.
Notes
shit, I'm sorry it's rushed and very late D: I thought if I don't update now, fuck knows when I will.
I'm so tired so I apologise for shitness and any errors or mistakes D:
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Title credit: Still YDG'N - Of Mice & Men
I love this please update soon :D
4/6/15