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Sitting down on the benches in the locker room he set the bag down and held his head in his hands gently. Taking a few small breaths he did his best to calm down as much as he could but still even with the deep breathing the nagging of what the other's words stuck with him. Slowly he slide off the bench and sat on the ground leaving his back to the lockers as he held his hand in his hair gently.
Taking a deep breath he pulled his phone out and blinked seeing there was a text message. Blinking he was surprised as he opened it and read it as he leaned back and slammed his head against the lockers hair as he hissed from the pain and then from anger and frustration. Biting his lip he looked at the phone gently. 'Please still have the phone'he thought to himself. Biting his lip he calmly began to text a response making sure to send it to the phone number and then as well the email he saw that the other phone sent to earlier.
'Feonix, listen the only reason I left is that what you said it really felt like you just didn't give a crap about me or even consider that I was feeling bad that I made you limp and hurt. I really do like you a lot and I want it to work out or at least try to make it work. But I agree with you, you do suck at words but I would think about what you say before you say them. Listen I only said what I said back there because I was angry and hurt and I jut ran. I usually run when i get hurt and stay away till I calm down, but I do not want to lose something that could be there. I was being a brute in bed with you because I didn't know what you liked and I wanted you to try something new but at the same time seeing your erotic face made me some what happy and excited. That made it all the more worthy and in the end I actually enjoyed it far more then I have in years and as well you awoke something up in me that is telling me not to give up on you just yet. Feonix if you do like me and want to try and work this out meet me on the rooftop. I will stay there for an hour, if you show we can talk about this and try to work it out and if you don't show I have your answer on this matter. I will be there for an hour and no more'he texted and sent the massage.
Taking a deep breath he got up and opened his bag, pulling out the towel and then dried himself off and slipped the shirt on. Calmly he placed the strap over his shoulder again before running his hand through his hair gently and then headed to the exit. Biting his bottom lip he wondered if the male would even get the message and as well what his decision would be. Shacking his head he made his way to door and left the locker room heading to the rooftop.
((exit to Rooftop))
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