Weight of Living || The Galaxy Cat Sweater {Bastille || Dan Smith || The 1975}

66: You Should Get Back Together

George, Adam and I walked out the bus (I was more like hopping as I hold onto George for support) and towards the beach. I had put on slippers so I didn't fuck up my foot even more. 

As soon as we reached the end of the bus, the other guys came running to us.

- Are you okay? Tell me you're okay. - Matt asked before hugging me violently. I giggled. 

- My foot is fucked up and I hate the feeling of being hated, but other than that I'm okay. - I smiled as the breeze blew my long wavy blue-ish blonde hair back. 

- Before you tell us what happened to your foot... - Ross started, gesturing weirdly. - ... you gotta tell us who hates you.

- A lot of people, but I only care about Dan and Kyle hating me. - I chuckled to myself. 

- We don't hate you. - Kyle said from behind them, making me freeze completely. I recoiled and looked down, hoping they wouldn't come any closer to me. 

- Look, Anna, we really need to talk. - Dan emerged from behind. I looked up at him, clearly scared.

- You said that the last time. - Dan looked upset as soon as I said that. I regretted saying it. - I'm sor-

- Don't worry, you're right. - He nodded.

I felt the guys shifting uncomfortably and looking down, just listening our weird embarrassing talk. I really wanted them to leave, but if George left I'd fall with my face on the ground, and I really didn't fancy having Dan nor Kyle supporting me. 

- I'll be with you two. - Kyle said. - Let's go. 

I looked up at George and he shrugged. 

- I'll take you to the sofa there. - He said and I nodded. 

So there we went, me and George, Dan and Kyle, towards what was going to be the place where the most awkward and embarrassing talk would happen, aka our bus' living room. 

George gently helped me sit down on the black couch and nodded and smiled reassuringly at me before leaving.

Dan and Kyle were sit opposite to me, on the other couch. I refused to look at any of them. I just kept staring at my thighs.

My phone was still placed on the coffee table between us. I wanted to grab it and start fiddling on it so badly, just to avoid that conversation, but I couldn't do that.

- I'm sorry. - The first thing that was heard after that awkward silence was Dan apologizing. I quickly looked up and his eyes were apologetic and sad, like if he did something he really regretted.

- It's okay. - I nodded, looking back down at my hands.

- No, it isn't. - Dan said.

- It really is.

- No, I know it isn't. - He insisted, sitting by my side. I shifted uncomfortably away from him. - I'm sorry, Anna. I know I really screwed up this time. I'm aware you may never forgive me, but I just want you to know I bitterly regret what I did. - I nodded quietly. - Please, say something. - I closed my eyes and inhaled before looking up at him, looking up at those stormy blue eyes filled with regret and pain. 

- I'm sorry, Dan. I'm sorry for being so stupid and stubborn and childish all the time. I'm frustrated with myself and I shouldn't discount it on you.

- Anna... - He cupped my cheek and I flinched. He quickly removed his hand and sighed. - I am so, so sorry for that. I really don't know what happened. I'm sorry.

- Dan. - I nudged his shoulder. - It's okay. - I tried to get up and go outside to talk to the guys again, but I just squealed in pain and fell back down on the sofa. 

Not exaclty the sofa, but Dan's lap. I quickly looked back at him and apologized. He blushed and nodded as I sat back down on the couch. 

- Good thing you can't walk, we still have stuff to say. - Kyle cleaned his throat. I nodded, signalling him to proceed. - This break up wasn't good for anyone, especially with that ending. - Me and Dan nodded. - You should get back together.

- No. - Me and Dan said at the same time, looking up at him. 

- Why not? - He dazedly asked. 

- If you're not comfortable with it, it can't happen. - I said.

- We don't want to see you hurting. - Dan continued

- But it's better to have two people happy and one hurting than three hurting, isn't it? - Kyle sighed. Dan and I stood quiet.

But the truth was I didn't want to get back with Dan. At least not yet.

I mean, I still love Dan more than anyone could ever imagine, but after what he did... it was hard to trust him again. And I don't think he loves me.

I really don't think he loves me. 

- Things are okay the way they are. - I said, attempting to get up and walk towards the door again. I managed to go until the two steps there were to go down the bus, before squealing for someone to come help me. 

I saw George and Ross coming towards me, but I was already falling. Before my face hit the floor, a pair of strong arms held me and put me up on my feet again. I turned back and found Dan smiling.

- Careful. - He said and I nodded.

- Thanks. 

- Hey, you okay? - Ross asked as him and George crossed their arms around my waist to support me. I nodded. 

As they walked me towards the others, I heard Dan and Kyle sighing. 

- We tried. 

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