"Finally! Lunch time!" Zay shouts with a sigh.
"Come on, guys. It's taco's Tuesday!" I add while practically dragging Smakle and Farkle to the cafeteria
"What did you get on your chemistry test?"
"A+, you?"
"Me too!" they high-five
"Great! Can we go now?" I beg them
"Yeah, sure" as we're walking I notice that Riley and Missy are on the group's opposite sides. Weird, they're always walking next to each other and holding hands like a married couple. Did something happen between them?
We manage to finally get our tacos and set our trays down on our table. I take a quick glance at my best friend and her girlfriend. They're sitting apart. They're not even looking at each other.
"Okay what's happening here?" I ask abruptly
"What?"
"You two. Why aren't you saying sweet nothings to each other and holding hands with a lovey-dovey look like always? Did you break up?" they share a quick glance at each other
"No, we haven't"
"Then why are you acting like this?"
"Because we want to, okay? Stop asking questions about it" Missy replies, clearly irritated. What's her problem?
"Fine, but-"
"Maya, you heard her. We are not comfortable talking about it" I close my mouth. There's something fishy here.
*Hours later, Maya's room*
"...and then she told me to not ask anymore questions" I finish telling the story to my boyfriend who is sitting on the bed
"Wow, that's weird"
"I know!" I shout as I throw my arms to the air while pacing around the room
"Riley has never been like this. She's definitely hiding something from me and I wanna know what it is. She and Missy must have some sort of problem and I wanna help them out" he smiles
"That's very sweet of you, Maya. But if they don't want to talk about it then don't push it. They'll come around when they'll want to" I start biting my nails from nervousness
"I know, but what if it's something that is damaging them? What if they can't handle it?" he slightly laughs before standing in front of me and gently pushing my hands away from my mouth.
"Who's the one who wants to fix everything now?"
"I don't wanna fix everything. I understand that not everything can be perfect in a relationship but I feel there's something really bothering them, Elliot. I just know it"
"Don't stress too much about it, okay? They'll tell you eventually" I sigh
"I hope so" he gives me a sympathetic smile
"Look, why don't you just do something a junior would do? Like..." he looks over my desk and takes all the dépliants on top of it
"Like deciding which college you're going to. Let's take a look at what we have here" he sits next to me on the mattress and reads them one by one
"Massachusetts University?" I shake my head
"Nah"
"UCLA?"
"Still no"
"UPENN?"
"Nope"
"If you knew you weren't going to any these colleges then why did you pick all these dépliants up?" I shrug, trying to hide the truth
"I-I don't know"
"Well, we still have two" he clears his throat
"NYU, also known as New York University. I assure you it's a great college. And not only because your handsome boyfriend goes there..." I laugh and punch his arm in a friendly way.
"Come on, El!" he laughs too. His laugh is so adorable. It suits him perfectly.
"Okay, sorry. And the last one is...roll of drums, please!" He's about to read it, he's about to read that I'm interested in going to-
"Nothing? Oh, well. Paris College of Arts! Wait...Paris? Is this why you picked up all the dépliants? Because you wanted to hide this specific one?"
"Yeah" I admit in a whisper. I can feel him start hyperventilating
"B-But I'm not sure yet! I mean, it looks cool and all but I'd be alone. I'd miss all of you. I wouldn't have any friends or an amazing boyfriend like you. You know what? I'm definitely not going there now that I think-"
"You're crazy, right? What are you waiting for? Apply for it!" I frown in confusion
"Aren't you mad?"
"Why would I be mad? Especially at you? For what? Pursuing your dreams? I know you were thinking about going there last year. And it's in Paris. You've always wanted to go there" I don't deserve him, I really don't. He always pushes me to do what's best for me and when I follow his advice it usually ends up with us drifting apart. A great example of that is Lucas. He pushed us together and hid his feelings for more than a year. I constantly hurt him for all that time and it always makes me feel so guilty when I think about it.
I analyze his sincere smile for a minute before straddling him and resting my hands on each side of his face
"I am so sorry" I confess with tears in my eyes
"Hey, what's wrong? Why are you crying? What are you sorry for?"
"Hurting you. Basically playing with your feelings since we were in middle school. I didn't want to start a relationship with you because I was afraid to hurt you but I've never realized that we didn't have to be in a relationship for me to hurt you. Just recently I figured out that you stepped back just so that I could be with Lucas and I hate it. I hate it because I know how that feels like and knowing that you did it too makes me feel angry. But not at you, though. I'm angry at myself"
"Well then stop being angry because this isn't your fault. I did that to myself, okay? I wanted you to be happy"
"But you didn't have to put your happiness aside"
"I was happy, Maya. Seeing the smile on your face every time you talked about the cowboy immediately lit my day up. Everything's fine. Look. Look at where we are and with who. We're in your new room, together" he plants a soft kiss on my lips
"I love you"
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Girl Meets World | AU
FanfictionWhat if Riley had an older brother? Would relationships have been the same? Would the story have been different? Would've the ships remained the same ones? (This story contains serious topics like alcohol and sex. read at your own risk)
