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𝙍𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙫.
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Reece huffs in annoyance as he sits alone in the hotel room, watching the hours go by as the clock ticks behind him, never ending. Tick tick tick.

He and George kissed. And he knew for certain now, it was not a mistake, or some stupid impulse decision that he regretted. No, it was a kiss he had longed for ever since his lips had brushed so graciously against George's on that night, now feeling so long ago as he recalls it. So much had happened from then, the hurdles that had been thrown their way, but now the path was as clear as it had ever been. He knew with the utmost certainty, he was in love.0

That was the borderline fact. He was in love with a small blond who went by the name of George Smith. He couldn't deny it any longer, and a thought that was such a relief after so long, was that he didn't feel the need to deny it.

The uncertain thoughts still lay below the surface, remaining at the back of his head, doubting everything. He couldn't be gay, he would never be accepted. He couldn't love his bestfriend, it wasn't normal. But for once, he planned to keep them there, far away from his overwhelming thoughts. The ones that told him: yes, he did in fact love George.

He had planned to say all of this many times, before they had kissed, after they had kissed, when they cuddled on the couch, when they slept at the hotel. But the words never left his lips, they were caught in his throats every time he looked at him, watched as his eyes fluttered and his bright smile lit them up, sparkling like a goddamn movie scene, one that had Reece's stomach to erupt in butterflies.

But he failed to put his overwhelming feelings into words, or at least ones that made sense. That, and George was gone, disappeared out of his sight as soon as he woke up. He didn't really know why, but he later learned that he and Blake had planned to go for breakfast, he was meant to go too, it would just be the three of them, enjoying each other's company.

But, no. Ana had got involved, sweetly asking if she could 'have him for the day'. His stomach quenched at the thought of it, and of course a small part of it was due to the overwhelming guilt he was currently experiencing. He kissed someone while he was with her, and although he didn't regret it one bit, he still knew it wasn't right on her. He didn't love her at all, and he needed to break it to her as soon as possible.

Suddenly there was a light knock at the door, followed by a honeyed "Reece? Are you in there?"

He sighed once again, swinging his feet down to the ground and hesitantly walking closer to the door. He really didn't want to experience this next scene in his life, possibly breaking the women's heart as he reveals that he was using her to fuel his own insecure delusions. It dawned on him then, how selfish he had been, blinded by his fear of acceptance.

"Hey, Ana" he smiled the best he could as he opened the door, the women already bursting forward, briskly striding past him without a second glance as she rambles something about a date?

"...be the most amazing day. We can..." she brought her hands up and down in rapid Hand movements as she speaks, talking so fast he only catches a few words at a time. His head was already staring to strain and he knew, as bad as it was, he was not spending all day like this.

He turned around fully and moved to sit down, back on his previous spot at the bottom of the bed.

"Wait ana" he attempted to intervene between her words but was shut down quickly.