Right person, wrong time

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Nate's POV

I don't know right now. 

That just breaks my heart more. I screwed up. I rub my face and feel wetness. I guess I started crying at some point. 

A: Nate?

A: I'm sorry. I wanted to be honest

A: please answer me

N: that... really hurt Alex

A: that isn't what I wanted 

A: I just... this is all new. There's a lot that's scary 

A: I don't know if I've ever felt like this. It's confusing

A: maybe we moved too quickly 

N: maybe we should take a break from us

A: do you want that?

N: no

N: but you seem like you do 

A: we finally got to this point, feels wrong to just give up

N: can I come over?

A: yeah

I grab my keys and drive to his place. I knock and he opens the door. He looks so sad and lost. I pull him in. He wraps his arms around me and I hold him tighter. After a while, I pull away to look at him.

"I'm sorry," I say. 

"Me too." He sighs. "Maybe you're right and we should take a break."

"If that's what you need," I say. 

"I just don't know right now. I waited a year to finally see you and be with you. I guess I just thought everything would fall into place when we were finally together. I didn't think it would be this hard," he says. 

"It's not your fault," I say.

"It isn't yours either," he says. 

"Except it is. I caused the first crack," I say. 

"But I know why now Nate." 

"You're not still upset about it?" I ask. He doesn't answer. "That's what I thought," I add. 

He finds his voice. 

"You can't blame me for that," he mumbles. 

"I don't. But how can we have a relationship if you can't forgive me?" 

"So a break then?" 

"Yeah," I say. 

"Please leave," he says. 

"Alex-" I stop at the look on his face. "Okay." 

Alex's POV

He leaves. I sink down to the floor and lean against the door, bringing my knees to my chest. I can't bring myself to move so I just sit there.

Thirty minutes later 

Nate: I'm home

N: when you're ready, I'll be there 

I don't respond, I just stare at my phone. 

Colby's POV

The next day. 

I'm worried about Alex. I haven't heard from him. 

Alex, please answer.

I'm worried. 

I know what happened. Please just answer

I call him again. No answer

Two days later

I'm coming over if you don't respond soon 

All right, you haven't read my message. I'm coming over. 

Alex

A knock jolts me out of my stupor. 

"Alex, it's Colby. Open the damn door!" 

I make my way to the door in a daze and open it. 

"Damn bro. You don't look good." 

I don't say anything but step aside to let him in. 

"Have you eaten?" he asks. 

I shake my head. 

"You need to eat," he says, moving to the kitchen. 

"No," I say, my voice hoarse from lack of use. 

"You need to eat. I know you and Nate-" 

"Don't talk to me about him-m," I stutter out. 

"Alex-" 

"I'm not talking about it!" 

"Alex, I know you're hurting but-" 

"You don't know anything!" I shout.

"I'm trying to help," he mumbles. 

That stops me in my tracks and sink to the floor, sobbing, my head in my hands. He kneels down beside me, rubbing my back. 

"I'm-m sorry. I miss-s him-m."

"I know."

"He'll never trust me again. or take me back." 

"Of course he will," he says. 

"How do you know?" 

"Because he loves you. and he's checking in, isn't he?" he asks.

"I don't know. Didn't check," I say. 

"Why not?" 

I shrug. 

"Come on, let's go get food," he says. 

"Okay. I- uh, I should probably shower first," I say, heading to my bathroom. 

I take a quick shower and we head out. We head to a place Colby says is really good. We order food and head to find a table. 

We have just sat down when I hear a voice. 

"Alex-x?"