The couple broke up due to distance and once they meet again thinking they're over each other, life plays with their feelings by making them remind of each other with everything they do in their daily life.
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Reminds Me of You
Juice WRLD & The...
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(m͜͡ a͜͡ t͜͡ t͜͡ i͜͡ a͜͡' s͜͡ p͜͡ o͜͡ v͜͡ )
"Are you okay?" Victoria asks me as she rubs my chest from behind. I'm sitting at the edge of my bed.
"Yeah." I smile at her.
"You don't seem like you are. You can talk to me bunny." She says.
Bunny.
Bunny?
Wait, she said bunny?
What the hell?
I quickly get up from bed and away from her, "the fuck did you say?" I ask pissed. I'm mad pissed. She can't use that word.
"Bunny, is there a problem?" She asks with her innocent eyes.
She's obsessed, but not with me.
"Who do you think you are?" I frown.
"What do you mean?"
"You are fucking obsessed!" I chuckle in disbelief. "You called me bunny? you think you have the right to call me that?"
"It's just a word." She giggles nervously.
"It's not just a word!" I shout making her jump. "First, your hair. You dyed it like Y/n making her cut her beautiful hair. Second, asking me to skip like Y/n and I used to do and bring Yum Yum's. Now this? you're fucking obsessed but not with me, you're obsessed with her!"
"Matti-"
"You are not her." I state. Victoria's eyes filling with years. "You. Are. Not. Her."
"Mattia."
"Now if I remember... you sent the picture to Y/n, right?" I ask.
"Yeah because I thought you wanted to be with me and not her." Victoria explains.
"I didn't think it was you. You came to me in a point where I was fucked up drunk missing my girlfriend that, just in case, her name is Y/N! and with your haircut I confused you with her." I say in two breaths.
"You weren't saying that after that night."
"Just get out and get some help. Literally get some help because you need it." I say pointing at my door.
"I hate you." She grabs her things and heads out of my house. What the hell just happened?
I sigh and go grab my phone. I hesitate on calling Y/n but I do, and she doesn't answer.
She's never going to talk to me.
"Hey, can we talk?" I text her. I play with my thumbs as I stare at the screen waiting for her reply, but no, so I decide to text her again. "I'm so sorry, I need you."
