"Shit...." I mumbled under my breath. I had suddenly felt a giant weight sink down into my stomach, making me feel sick. Even after everything that he had done...I mean...did he really do anything so horribly wrong? I was over the whole "I'm just lying about being in love with you for publicity" thing. And he kinda stopped being an ass. And yet, he had just been embarrassed in front of who even knows how many thousands of people on live tv...and it was all my fault...

"I know mom...I know. It makes me look horrible..but that's not the real me.. And yes, I know you know that."

Somehow..the pit in my stomach seemed to still sink deeper...

"Yeah..I know...I know. I shouldn't lose myself on my journey to fame. But I was just playing a part- method acting. I didn't mean for anyone to take it serious...but yet- it is my fault for taking things too far..I should have just been upfront off camera..."

This was going to be on my conscience forever if I didn't do something- or at least say something. I felt myself drifting towards the sound of his voice before I began all out searching, my feet carrying me toward the boy whose image I just helped ruin. This hallway was literally just that- a freaking hallway. So I didn't understand why I wasn't able to find him. So the moment I heard him say his goodbyes- I called out for him. "I.M.-....It's me..."

I heard the sudden creak of a door and I immediately gravitated towards the squeal of the wood. It was a small janitors closet that I had never really noticed in the hallway before. It was pitch black inside, the door only open a crack. My hand gently brushed against the smooth wood of the door as I pushed it open, causing another loud squeak to escape from its hinges.

"What do you want?"
I heard the cold voice call out from the darkness, his words laced with venom.

Ignoring the question momentarily, I closed the door and slid into the darkness, feeling my way through the small room with my hands. Pressing my back against the wall, I slowly slid down, all the way to the ground before letting out a heavy sigh and hugging my knees to my chest. Leaning my head back against the wall, I just continued to stare into the pitch black darkness in front of me. I couldn't even see an inch in front of me, despite my eyes already beginning to adjust.

The warmth of I.M.s body radiated against mine, the sensation greatly contrasting with the coolness of the bricks pressed against my back.

Sucking in a deep breath, I was about to speak, but before I could get a word in, I.M. just broke into another heart wrenching sob.

"I.M...."

Gosh. That pit in my stomach just kept getting bigger, pulling me down deeper.

The weight of his head was suddenly on my shoulder- my shirt slowly getting wet from his tears.

Correction- our tears. Apparently my emotional damn had broken because now I was crying too.

Leaning my head over and resting it on his, my hand scrambled for his through the darkness. "I'm sorry I.M....I'm sorry." That phrase slipped through my lips multiple times before he gained enough control to speak again.

"Is this...all over now? Because I was stupid and acted dumb by acting like someone I'm not in the first place? Did I ruin my dream?" His question was followed by a series of loud sniffles.

"Of course not...you didn't ruin it. You didn't ruin anything. I-..." I was about to say that I ruined it. But then I stopped myself- I didn't ruin it...no one did.. "I'm going to find a way to make things right. I promise you- you didn't ruin your dream...it's just getting started."

Silence met my statement- making me feel unsure if the silence was good or bad. There was another round of slight sniffles, but other than that- silence.

"You know...I did really like you. I just got too involved with putting on a show in all honesty. I didn't mean to hurt you.. I'm sorry..."

I felt his hand suddenly move across his lap, grabbing onto my wrist.

"It's okay-" I replied- coming out as more of a squeak than a statement.

"Well- I guess that wasn't all the truth- let me correct myself. I still like you you..."

My hand pulled away from him, wrist slipping from his grasp. Instead, my palm found its way to his- fingers gently intertwining.

A slight chuckle resounded in his chest meeting a small laugh from me. Then we proceeded to sit their, our bodies enveloped in darkness. Everything in life- despite how chaotic it had been and still was, regained a slight shred of balance in that moment. But of course- the slight calm of the storm would only be temporary, so I enjoyed it while it lasted. The sound track of our hearts beating was all that resounded in my ears.