Seeing You Cry

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You just felt like the whole world was against you. You were tired of people making fun of you, and for people not supporting you in what you wanted to do. Of course, you had always felt this way, so you couldn't blame it on your relationship with Trevor, although that had taken some of its toll on your self esteem, too. It seemed as if all of the fans Trevor had been meeting lately just got prettier and prettier. You felt as if one of these days he'd realize that what he had wasn't good enough for him and he'd find someone better looking. You were sitting on your laptop at home when Trevor came through the doors, plopping down on the couch next to you.

He slung an arm around you, asking what you were looking at. You opened your moth to speak, but shut it, thinking that if you spoke you would surely cry. You kept your mouth in a thin line, your lips quivering, your throat tightening, and your vision blurring from tears forming. "(Y/n)? What's wrong? Was it something I said?" Trevor asked worriedly. You shook your head "no", leaving

Trevor to wonder what was going on with you. "(Y/n), why won't you tell me what's going on?" He asked quietly, toying with a strand on your hair. It was meant to be a comforting gesture, but it only caused you to break down. You shut your laptop and shoved it off your lap onto the cushion next to you, collapsing into Trevor's chest in a heap of sobs. Trevor wasn't sure what to do, but he tentatively wrapped his arms around you, rubbing your back. You were hyperventilating, your shoulders heaving, and you were surely leaving stains on Trevor's shirt from your tears and running mascara. You sniffed, still breathing heavy and pulled back. "Sorry... I just... I'm probably... bothering... you..." you said, breathing between each word. Trevor just shook his head, drawing you close to him. "(Y/n), I never want to see you like this... what happened?" He asked, smoothing down your hair. You explained how you thought he was going to leave you, and his expression quickly turned to one of confusion.

"(Y/n), that's completely crazy! How could you think, for one second, that I would want anyone else but you? I mean, I'm sitting here and letting you ruin my white shirt, for God's sake!" He said incredulously. "I love you, and only you. And it's going to stay that way. I promise."

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