The Boy On Twitter [COMPLETED]

•Confessions•

It had been 14 whole days since I left the chat on facebook and 7 whole days since I turned my phone off, I escaped a boy confessing everything to me, I couldn't deal with that but I know I needed to talk to him, I needed to find out why he did what he did, why he had another girl, why he said he liked me when all he did was go with another girl, why did he hurt me, I needed to know but at the same time I wanted to move on, Blake had tried so hard to message me and I got my closest friend Cassadee to talk to Reece, Blake already had a girl he was talking too so I knew he would be okay but Reece needed someone, I trusted her to talk to him and hopefully get his mind off me and onto someone else. 

I checked Georges tweets for a week but when I had to turn my phone off I lost all contact with the internet world, I spent my time reading books I had yet to read or complete, I listened to my albums from 2003 that I hadn't heard in so long, a week from everyone gave me a better sense of everything, I needed to talk to George but after the message he sent me I couldn't I didn't know what to say to him, I was confused, I was hurt, I was scared. 

Finally I turned my phone on and braced myself, I check instagram to see George had put up one photo in the entire time I left 

newhopegeorge: It's hard to wait around for something you know might never happen, but it's even harder to give up when it's everything you want, playing shows fills me with something but you fill me with so much more. 

My heart broke a little, I left him with no word to the whole "I'm in love with you" thing, I left the group-chat after that, I couldn't answer him, if I had of I would of let everything loose, I would of told him how I felt and I didn't want that, my phone let me know George was ringing me and I knew I shouldn't of but at the same time I knew if I didn't I wouldn't be able to speak to him again, I wouldn't be able to talk to him without crying in person at least, I pressed the answer button but without talking I held the phone to my ear 

"please meet me?" he said quickly as if he didn't want to be hit with my voicemail
"okay" I whispered and ended the phone call 

I met him at a park, I knew this was going to be difficult, I knew I didn't know what to say but I also knew if I didn't say it, I wouldn't be able to be fine again.