Alex POV
The moment the words slip out of my mouth, the room turns thick with awkward tension. I should have told him earlier, but when did I have the time? Leaning against the wall peering at him in front of the mirror, I await his grueling response.
"Why didn't you say anything?" His voice is low and it causes me to internally flinch. Maybe it's because we saw how vulnerable we just were before our nap, but I can tell he's trying not to scream at me to scare me away. This, however, is only more frightening. I would rather him just yell.
"I was going to, but you yelled at me about being a w***e and then well-" I am not even sure how to call whatever that was. It was definitely something though, I just don't know what to call it.
"I'm sorry." I blink back. That's not what I thought he
