Chapter 20,

Butterflies Or Moths

" Can't help it, have you seen my muscles?

~ Y/n's POV ~

I fell asleep on call with Beatrice who was surprisingly still awake, she's like the bunny with the batteries that you see on TV, the girl never sleeps but she falls asleep quickly whenever she's around me.

I know why she's not able to sleep as much but I don't think I'm ready to speak about it, Beatrice and I have gone through it together but it had only affected her and it stood with her more than it stood with me.

Sometimes I feel like she pushes her feelings and thoughts down because she's afraid of sounding dumb or having someone make fun of her even though we all know how smart she really is.

But you can force someone to tell you how they feel, you just have to realize that they will come to you on their own time and you cannot stop that, you just have to be prepared to comfort them with open arms and not question why they didn't do anything.

In this case, Beatrice and I had taken a long time to finally open up about it, the problem was the fact Beatrice wasn't opening up to me fully which means that I sit patiently waiting for her to send me a message telling me that she's ready to open up and tell me everything that has been bothering her.

But enough about that, I was in my trailer chilling in my black oversized shirt that had a pumpkin in the front of it with matching fuzzy pants that had pumpkins patterns all over it.

I love Halloween more than I love life itself because it's the one time of the year that you can see everyone costume and dress up as anyone you want to be, I loved the horror movies that came out during that time and enjoyed the shows as well.

My favorite thing is the fall that comes along with it, the cold air, the turning leaves and the amazing fall decorations, fall is my favorite season and those were all the reasons why I enjoy it more than Spring or Winter or Summer.

Either way, I love the decorations and the season itself, I hung up the call so that I could let my phone charge, I knew that I was going to get yelled at by her later on tonight when she has more energy but I didn't really care about that.

I walked out of my trailer in my pajamas because I didn't feel like changing out of it just to get something to eat and hang out with my friends, that's too much work and I'm way too lazy for that.

By this point, wearing pajamas didn't really matter nor did it actually affect people, they just compliment my pajamas or pretend that I'm wearing actual outside clothes, not like I care that much about it anyways.

I walked around the set and grabbed some coffee, meeting eyes with Mason, who was wearing plaid pants and a black shirt with a black beanie, I smiled at him.

"Do you, want to go to the store with me?"

Mason asked, I smiled and accepted his invitation but I told him that I didn't feel like changing out of my clothes which he responded with that he wasn't going to change either.

So together we walked away and looked for an open 7/11 because I wanted a slushie and he wanted to get something to eat like hot Cheetos.

"Alright, we're in an out."

Mason stated as he looked around and grabbed his chips and a slim Jim, I grabbed a blue raspberry slushie and we walked to the cashier and paid for our snacks.

Mason paid for the snacks, ignoring my protests on the fact that I had some money and that I wouldn't mind paying for it at all.

Can't help it, have you seen my muscles?

Miguel responds as he started to flex his muscles to Mason, Madeleine and I, he was wearing a black muscle shirt with red basket ball shorts and refused to change despite the fact he was literally shaking.

Sometimes you gotta let a boy pretend to be a man so he would learn that there's no shame in wanting to be warm, his mom gave up on telling him to change as well.

"Look I'm gonna get some water, I'll bring you one alright Y/n/n?"

Mason whispered into my ear, I felt butterflies or some moths come alive in my stomach before I nodded my head, not trusting myself to speak in case my voice fails me and I speak in voice cracks.

Miguel and Madeleine waited for the boy to disappear before bombarding me with questions on whether or not we have made up, and if we were already dating to which I responded that we have made up and no we're not together.

The small disappointment in their faces took over completely, I only laughed though since they had already knew that I liked him but Miguel was keeping something to himself.

Bro code isn't easy to break, but I know damn well with just the right bribery, he would crack faster than a phone when you drop it from a low height.