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"She doesn't love you, Thomas!" You snapped. Thomas' eyes began to well with tears, shocked and devastated that you'd ever shout at him like that. Any other time you might have felt sorry for him, but right now you were far too angry to consider his feelings too much. "She's never going to love you, okay? Why don't you just get over it already?"
"Y/N... what's brought this on...?" Thomas asked you, his voice quiet and shaky. He truly had no idea what he'd done to make you so upset with him. "What Alison and I have is--"
"Nothing! What you and Alison have is nothing!" You could never remember feeling this much rage in your entire existence, but this had been building for a very long time. "Let's be real, Thomas, she barely tolerates you most of the time, following her around like a little lost puppy. She's married, happily, and there's no way you're going to change that."
"T...this is..." Thomas was crying now, something you would definitely regret causing later once you had calmed down. His wide brown eyes shone with tears as he stared at you. "Your words are very hurtful, Y/N..."
"You know what's really hurtful? Watching your best friend pine over a woman who's never going to love him back. Seeing all of the time and thought he puts into writing poetry for someone who just wants him to go away, while you sit and think how much you'd appreciate it if he wrote it for you. Having to comfort him after he gets rejected time and time again, just because it breaks your heart to see him so sad."
Thomas' expression was one of utter confusion, he had no idea what he was supposed to say. This had seemed to come out of nowhere, he was simply planning his next grand romantic gesture to woo Alison when you had started yelling at him.
"Alison doesn't love you, Thomas," you repeated once again for good measure, before the dam finally broke and you burst into tears as well. You sobbed so hard that it made your stomach hurt, and you could barely raise your voice above a whisper to speak again. "But I do..."
Thomas gasped. "Y/N... I had no idea..." Tears still streaming down his face, he approached you, attempting to place a comforting hand against your arm, but you pulled away before he got the chance.
"No, Thomas." You looked up into his eyes and saw the utter heartbreak in them through your own tears. A pang of guilt wrenched your heart at having made the man you love feel like that. "Just leave me alone. Seriously." You averted your gaze from him, unable to look at him like that for any longer.
"...As you wish." Thomas sighed and wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand. He began walking away, stopping before he stepped through the door to look back at you, curled up and sobbing. He truly hadn't intended to hurt you like this, he'd had absolutely no clue that you felt that way about him. You'd never said anything.
A few moments later and Thomas was gone, leaving you there alone. You'd ruined everything, he was most certainly going to hate you now.