Look At The Stars

Noah

I go and walk to the beach and find Will and Liz making out.

I would probably feel awkward.
But no, I am mad, sad and confused. My best friend making out with the girl I love. Sorry, loved.

-What the fuck is going on?

Liz yelps and Will looks at me.-We are making out, man.- He says, quite mad at me. Ha, oops. I'm the one that ruins everything.

Liz puts her t-shirt fast and leaves muttering stuff to herself.

-How was the session?

-Shut up.-Will puts his t-shirt and goes away.

-Come on. You can't be mad.-
He can't be mad. Why? Because I ruined his sex session? Surprised him?

He ignored me and left me alone.

-Fine, I can be by myself.- I shouted. -Dick.- I whispered under my breath.

I sigh and sit down on a rock. - I really messed up, huh?- I look at the stars, the moon shining brightly along the stars.

-I really love her.- I shake my head and laugh quietly.- Loved her. And besides, I am too messed up for a love triangle.

The waves crash.

-And now I'm talking to myself. Great.- I sigh again.

-You think they would be mad at me?

The waves crash louder.

-What am I gonna do?- But no advice came to me, so I stood up and went back to the hotel.

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I wake up in a bench. So I got drunk, huh? I couldn't sleep at all yesterday. Or is it still the same day? It is still dark. I groan and walk. I still feel horrible. And I have a heck of a headache. I bump into someone.-Sorry.-

Then I realise I bumped with a lamppost.And it was actually something.-And I just said sorry to a lamppost.- I laugh at my own drunk stupidity and shake my head.-Awesome.-

I see a man and sit next to him in the bench. He had a huge bottle of vodka. Or water. But I doubt it's water.

-Hey.- I wave my hand in the man's face and he turns. He seems sad.

-I broke up with her.

-Who?- I say as I raise my eyebrow.

-Amy.

-What's your name?

-James.

-James, do you regret it?

He nods.

-Where does she live?

He stands up.- I'll show you.

I stand up and follow him.

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We are in front of Amy's house.

-Wait here, kid.

-Kid?- he says confused.

I ignore him and ring the doorbell. -Come.- I tell him.

He nods and stands next to me. He seems around 19 years years, has brown hair and green eyes. A woman, who is Amy, who also seemed 19 years, and long blonde hair and grey eyes opens the door.

-James?

-Amy. I am so sorry. I am really sorry.

She was about to close the door but I stop her.