you walk into your Boyfriends house, planning on surprising him. You start walking upstairs to his bedroom when you feel arms around your waist picking you up and holding you to a chest. You turn around and see pope. “what are you doing?” you ask trying to get away “you can go up there.” hr says. He won’t look you in the eye. “why? What, is he cheating on me?” you roll your eyes but inside your freaking out. He doesn’t respond but he finally looks you dead in the eyes. His face pained. Your lips part, the breath rushing out of your mind blanking. Dammit he really is. “wait how long have you known?” you ask getting angry. “I just found out, I promise.” he says in a rush “I thought you came over and I wanted to annoy you guys but when I opened the door… I’m sorry.” “You shouldn’t be apologizing.” you say. He finally lets you go and you bolt upstairs. Him running after you, he doesn’t pull you back again, he just follows. You make it to the door, grabbing the knob and twist…