Better When You Lie

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Don't tell me the truth
It feels better when you lie
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I dance around my new apartment, without a care in the world,other than the fact Colby heard some of my dream. I pull out my diary to record my thoughts.

Last night was out of this world. Us driving down that open road, was straight out of an A24 film. My only problem, is that dream. Not that Colby heard it. He probably thinks it's about Louis Tomlinson anyways. My issue is that I had a dream about him at all. I told myself that we were just friends. We both are going through too much shit to be more than that. But how can I not feel that way about him? He's literal perfection, I mean yes he has problems, but he's... I don't know how to explain it.

I stop my writing when one of my favorite songs starts to play.

*play the song (if you'd like)*

I feel a current go through my body, I start to sway along to the song.

Take my breath away
Take my breath away

I start to feel the song. I close my eyes, and let everything go. The dream. My money issues. My feelings for Colbs. I let it all go.

I'm so lost in the rhythm that I don't hear the knock at the door.

(POV SWITCH!!!)

Colby's POV

I walk up to Y/N's apartment, since she left her jacket in my car last night. As I get closer to her door I hear music, a familiar song actually. We must have the same taste.

I knock on the door, but there's no answer. I turn the knob, and it's unlocked, what if someone broke in?
I turn the door handle and run into the apartment.

"Y/N!!" I yell, low key worried.

"Ahhhhh!!" I hear a shriek.

I look up to find her, pale faced.

"Y/N, are you okay?"

"No! I'm not fucking okay, you broke into my house!" I shake my head.

"No one was answering, a-and I was w-worried about yo-"

"Colbs it's fine, but at least text me first. How'd you get my apartment number anyways?"

"Sam got it from Kat. You left your jacket in my car last night." I hand her the piece of fabric.

"Oh god, I totally forgot I wore one. You could've just asked me to come get it. You didn't need to bring it to me." I start to get nervous.

"Actually I needed to come here. I almost drank again. I haven't touched a bottle since that party. It hurt me how idiotic I was to you that night. It made me want to change." She looked amused, and maybe a little confused.

"Well I'm glad you came to me instead of submitting to your temptations." I smile.

"That's not the temptation I should be worrying about." My eyes go wide knowing I said that out loud.

"Um... wanna watch a movie or something." She replies trying to break the tension.

"Yeah, I like that idea"

(A/N this is probably the worst chapter ever, I'm so tired, but wanted to get one out to y'all. I love y'all!!! Keep commenting and voting ✌️)

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