we have.. chances? (Chaipunk one-shots!)

"..no.." II

Pavitr's pov:

A week has passed since I last saw Hobie.. I keep avoiding him, for his own sake.. Miles has been.. helping? Well, the best he can..

I messed up.. badly, I should of listened.. I shouldn't have gone into the portal.. my damn watch broke.. now I was stuck in Miles's world.. with no protection as my dna started to glitch and fuck itself up..
Whilst Miguel refused to let anyone help me.. by deactivating their watches.. as my punishment for not listening..

He was Punishing me by letting me slowly die..?

"I.. I hate him." I quietly state, sitting on Miles's bed, nobody was there with me..

I looked at my phone, another text from Hobie, trying to hang out..

But I cant, I cant do this to him, I love him too much to let him see me like this..
Wait..
"He'll.. he'll never get to know my feelings for him.." I mutter, before shaking my head "its for the best.. right..?" I mumble, turning my phone off, leaving him on read..

Hobie's pov:

I again texted Pavitr, asking if he wanted to hang out.. but he again left me on read..
Maybe he didn't want to be friends anymore..?
I shake my head, picking up my guitar and starting to play
"I can play that game too pav.." I mutter, deciding i wouldn't bother with him anymore..