why did you invite me to your wedding?
Thread Topic: why did you invite me to your wedding?
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‘Dude, this sounds like some kind of tragic love story-‘
Mason rolled his eyes and looked over their shoulder at the text.
‘You sure he’s not still drunk?’
‘Shut up and give me the phone,’ Mason huffed, snatching the phone and typing out a response.
So you’re doing it now, three whole years later? Chris, I don’t know if I can even look at you again. I was rejected by my own parents, then your parents in the same week, and you weren’t there for me. -
i know, and i was a f---ing idiot…
i wanted to to say something,
anything, so f---ing bad, but i was
too much of a damn wimp. and i
regret it every f---ing day… -
You literally walked right past while I was getting bullied. I can’t forgive you for that, Chris
‘Could you get me a drink?’
Olly snickered and grabbed out two wine glasses, filling them up and continuing to make breakfast. ‘Why do you even waste your time on him?’
‘I dunno. I just.. I dunno.’ -
i understand, i don’t f---ing blame
you, either…
Chris exhaled, staring at his phone for a moment before quickly typing another next before he could make himself wimp out.
but, if you’re willing, i’d like to maybe
meet up one day? talk more some?
i just really miss you, and even if you
don’t forgive me (again, wouldn’t blame
you), i want to try and start over, if that’s
at all possible. -
Mason sighed. Fine. Give me a time and a place.
He put down his phone and downed his drink. Olly placed a plate of breakfast in front of him.
‘The dye in your hair is fading,’ Olly noted, biting into his toast. Mason had dyed the ends of his hair blond.
‘Ugh, I don’t wanna do it again,’ Mason grumbled.
Olly laughed. ‘Eat your breakfast.’ -
you free this monday?
Chris asked, a relieved smile appearing on his face. -
Mason rolled his eyes. His phone pinged again and Olly snatched it. ‘Oh my god, you’re meeting up with him?!’
Mason shrugged.
‘Does Monday work for you?’
Mason rolled his eyes. ‘Fine.’ -
is chick-fil-a good?
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I’ll be there
Olly handed Mason his phone back.
‘Why is it always chick-fil-a?’ Mason whined.
Olly rolled his eyes and continued eating. -
(bc i made it chick fil a, mason, so suck it up- lmaoo)
Chris liked the message and smiled, going back to making himself a cup of coffee.
(ts to the meetup?) -
(Sure lol)
Mason had had his hair redone by Olly the day before, so the blond in his hair was more vibrant. He wore wire framed glasses and a band hoodie with baggy jeans and converse sneakers. He walked to the chick-fil-a, looking down at his phone. -
Chris looked up from his phone and spotted Mason, his heart stopping for a moment as he watched him walk in. God, he even cuter than he was in high school- He thought with a smile, waving the blonde over.
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Mason looked up, noticing Chris. He walked over and slipped his phone in his pocket, brushing some of his dark hair out of his face. ‘Hey.’
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“Hey,” Chris spoke with a nervous smile, standing up. “How’ve- How’ve you been, Mason?”
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Mason shrugged, sitting down opposite him. ‘I’ve been good. You?’
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