Peter has been in the same position ever since it all came into understanding that Becca, the girl he teased all of the time has been in love with him for the longest time. How didn’t he see it? Why didn’t it come into realization since all of this while, why did he see it? And now he has made a mistake too worse that he cannot go back to correct it.
He stares into the mirror of his bathroom, he is shirtless and hair is drenched and damp with water. He picks a towel and cleans his face with it. Peter steps out of the bathroom and sits on the huge bed in his room.
He reaches his hands to his pillow and takes his phone out. Peter searches though his call logs and he finds Becca’s number. Peter sighs. Should he call her? Send her a message? What could he could to make things less crazy betw
