I stood in the closet with Tubbo. It'd been a couple minutes. The only light being the small closet light above, it made the closet seem smaller then it really was. It wasn't the brightest light either, so it seemed tight.

"So." He mumbled.

"So." I sighed.

"Can I ask you a question?" He asked.

"Mhmm." I hummed.

"The other day....on the stands." He started.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"When you told me you liked me." He said and blushed brightly.

"Uh-" I was confused.....when did I say that?

"I never got the chance to tell you....I like you too." He smiled interrupting me and flushed red.

"Oh. Uhm Tubbo I-"

He got on his tippy toes. I leaned back, but it was a tight space. He kissed me and wrapped his arms around my neck.

When he pulled away I sighed, "Tubbo. I don't think-"

"I'm not uncomfortable." He said and pressed his lips to mine again. He leaned forward more and put his hands in my hair.

I pushed him back, "Tubbo-"

"It's okay Ranboo." He pulled me in and kept kissing me.

I gently pushed him off again, "Your not listening to me. I don't l-"

"Ranboo let's not talk anymore. Just kiss me." He bit his lip and kissed me again.

The door opened and he pulled away. Tubbo stepped out smiling and mumbled, "I need to use the restroom."

I stepped out and looked to Tommy.

Sad, angry, and jealous blue eyes.

Tubbo walked off and I went over to Tommy. I grabbed his hand, "To-"

"Save it." He said and pulled away.

I grabbed his arm, "Tommy I can seriously explain it. He just-"

"'Don't worry'? Ranboo you were just making out with some random bitch and now this....How can I like you?" He frowned.

"Hurry up and spin!" A girl yelled.

Tommy reached for the bottle and spun it. It landed on some random girl.

"Don't go in there." I pleaded.

"It's my turn Ranboo." He said and stood up.

He walked to the closet with the girl and the door closed on them.

Fuck....I swear if she touches him-

They closed me in along with the girl. She was a blushing mess, "I've seen your round. Your really hot..."

I blushed, "Thanks. Your pretty good looking yourself."

She came onto me and began kissing along my neck. I let it happen. I wanted to get back at Ranboo. For making out with some random...and kissing my best friend.

So I made out with the girl for the remainder of the time I was in there- and I might as well try to enjoy it.

Even though it was sorta hard to do such-

"Ranboo?" Tubbo's soft voice spoke breaking my trance as I stared angrily at the closet which had Tommy and the stupid girl inside.

I stood up, "Yeah?"

"Would you like to uhm-"

"Tubbo. Can you let me speak first?" I asked rather kindly.

I needed to tell him everything. I couldn't let him go on believing some lie. It wasn't fair to me, but more importantly it wasn't fair to Tubbo.

He nodded.

I sighed, "I don't like you like that. That day on the stands, I wasn't referring to you as my crush....I was referring to Tommy."

His breathing changed. He breathed shakily, "Oh. So...you fell for Tommy, huh?"

"I've been falling....for a while." I explained.

"So then why'd you kiss me?" He asked.

"Did I?" I asked implying he should think again.

He sighed, "I was wondering why you didn't kiss back....Why you hadn't made any real moves since that day."

"I'm sorry Tubbo....you should've let me speak while we were in there..." I said sincerely sorry.

He laughed softly, "Yeah...and I also shouldn't have jumped to conclusions. Then I wouldn't have fallen so fast.....and embarrassed myself. And then it wouldn't of hurt as much to be rejected again...,but Tommy gets them all..."

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"Don't be....I'll heal. Thanks for letting me down easy." He smiled and teared up. Then he walked away.

I sighed, Tommy will be upset about that, but it's better for everyone.

Me, Tommy, and Tubbo.

The closet door opened and revealed Tommy and the other girl. Both with red lips and Tommy with lipstick on his neck. Her clothes were fine, but his shirt was wrinkled and his pants were unbuckled.

I clenched my fist as he walked out. I went and grabbed his hand. I pulled him with me and into the hall where it was more private.

"Buckle up your pants." I sorta demanded.

He blushed and buckled them, "Lighten up, you brought this upon yourself."

"You didn't have to make out with her." I said still clenching my fist.

He rolled his eyes, "You made out with someone else....and you kissed my best friend."

"Tommy-"

"No. It's not fair. Why can you go messing around, but I can't?! We're not together anyways!" He yelled and then pushed me away, "Just leave me alone, already."

He started walking away and I ran after him. I put him up against the wall and he squirmed, "Stop it prick!"

I sighed, "Tommy plea- Shit!"

He had kicked me in the you know where and if you don't, oh well.

I let go of him and put my hands on my knees, "Jeezus christ Tommy."

He huffed then began walking away again.

I took a deep breath then went after him again, "Why can't you at least, just hear me out?"

"I don't have to. Your not my boyfriend. And it's moments like these which show why you never will be." He said seriously.

It stung....He sounded so vicious and rude. I guess he was really trying to hurt me.

"Your so rude." I muttered.

"And your such a liar, now for the last time, let me be." He said then took one step.

Immediately I pinned him to the wall, "You shouldn't go messing around with anyone other than me."

"We're not together! Get it through that thick skull of yours- We're not together!" He yelled upset.

"I don't care that we're not together, I still want you to myslef!" I yelled, sorta shocking him, "And I'm sorry that I was stupid and messed around with that dumb girl, but it didn't mean anything to me!" I huffed, "And I didn't kiss your best friend, he kissed me! You know dam well there's a difference!" I argued, "Tommy I lo-" I stopped myself, but lightly touched his hand.

He linked our pointer fingers with a light blush upon his cheeks and nose bridge, "I didn't like to see you with that girl....it made me jealous. And I don't like when girls try to ask you out...But most of all, I hated seeing you with Tubbo."

I smiled a little, "I dont like when people look at you or check you out. I don't like when you text other people or even speak to others who aren't me, I hate that you have a bunch of fan girls...and I wanted to beat that other girl up just now."

He giggled, "You jealous?"

"Beyond jealous...." I sighed and laced our fingers.

He frowned, "Explain."

"Huh?" I muttered confused.

"You and Tubbo....explain it now." He demanded.

Obviously, I would.

But I was scared....would he believe me if I told him what happened?

And if he does believe me...what will he think?

More importantly, what if he doesn't believe me?

What do I do then?...