Doah Oneshots

7.

"Today marks one year since you left me."

Dixie stared at the photo she had on her nightstand as she cried into her tear stained pillow.

The day he left was still all a blur to her.

He had been acting strange for the past weeks. I didn't know if I should have talked to him but I gave him space.

Worst decision.

He suffered from severe anxiety and when it came to making mistakes in our relationship, he always overthought it.

One day, when he was supposed to come home from work at 3, he never came home. I called his phone multiple times, telling my mind that he was fine. My heart was racing.

After texting and calling for so long, I ended up falling asleep on the floor from exhaustion.

The next day I woke up to find Noah still not home. I walked over to my bed and saw a note that was not there before marked, Dixie.

I hesitated at first but then opened the letter.

Dixie, my love. I am dreaded to write this letter but it is for the best. I'm so sorry dix. I really am but for the past weeks I have felt like a terrible boyfriend to you. I cant open up anymore and I have been distancing myself. I decided that it was for the best that you don't worry about me anymore and that I leave your life. You don't need me. You can go without me. Just know that I will always love you.

Noah.

I fell to my knees as I read his letter. How could he say that? How could he say I don't need him? He had helped me through so much over the years. I lost him.

"Noah please come back. I cant live without you." I held the photo in my arms as I cried hardly. I had no one to comfort me. I pushed everyone away when I found out he left. I felt like a terrible person.

I just needed Noah. He was all I ever needed.

She tried to find him, but she had no luck. He deleted all his socials and blocked my number.

Everywhere I looked reminded me of him. When I go to get coffee, I always remember our first date and it pains me.

The park, our once favorite place to go, was where we would lay down at blanket and look at the stars, our hands intertwined.

These memories would come back and it me like a baseball bat to the stomach.

I had photos of us and him all around my house, I couldn't bare to take them down. It felt wrong.

Ever since he disappeared, I filed a missing person case with the police, but they couldn't track him down.

I would have thoughts that he killed himself. Maybe that's why they couldn't ever find him.

My friends tried to get me out, wanting me to go parties and try and find someone new. It was too soon, I couldn't give up on Noah. I couldn't just move on. It was impossible.

Once I finally got myself up from bed, I decided to stay in and go watch the stars tonight. They were supposed to be beautiful this evening.

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As I placed my blanket down at the same place Noah and I usually did, I couldn't help the tears that escaped my eyes.

I brought the photo on my nightstand, and held it in my arms, as I sobbed lightly.

"Please come back Noah. I hope your okay. I love you."

As I still laid there, looking up at the sky. From the corner of my eye, I saw a figure.

I jumped, taking it was late at night and no one was usually out at this time. I slowly sat up to find the figure staring right back at me.

I got scared, seeing the figure was a man. I slowly picked up my bag and started packing the things I brought, the figure now looked away.

As I was leaving, I heard the man speak. "You left something."

The voice sounded oddly familiar, from someone I knew for so long. No. It couldn't be.

She looked behind her to see a tall figure, with brown curly hair, hazel brown eyes and freckles holding her photo in his hands as he looked at it and shed a tear.

"N-Noah?" My voice was cracking. This has to be a dream.

"Dixie." Without even saying another word I dropped everything I was holding and ran to him. I threw myself on him. He didn't push me away, instead he grabbed my waist and hugged me back tighter as he buried his head in my neck.

The weight that he wasn't okay was suddenly lifted off my shoulders. I look at him and we both have tears in our eyes.

I caress his cheek my hand. "You're okay." I look into his eyes and crash our lips together, both of us yearning each other.

We both wanted each other. He pulled away seconds later connecting our foreheads.

I pulled away from his arms. I wanted to stay there, be held by him forever, but I couldn't. I needed to know why. Why he left.

The happiness of his return was soon washed away by anger.

"What the fuck Noah! One year. One whole year that I suffered not knowing if you were okay. Not knowing if you were even alive! I couldn't bare to be without you! And now all of the sudden to your back?! Care to explain for me?"

"I am so sorry I know it doesn't mean anything but please hear me out. Let's sit down."

"For those weeks, I felt like a terrible boyfriend and I just couldn't open up anymore. Work was getting tougher as more people were quitting and were losing money by the second. It was tough, and the pressure got to me. I was barely there for you."

As he explained more, I realized what he did was for me. He did what he thought was better for me. But it still hurt. It still hurt knowing I had no contact of where he was, when he was here all along.

I started to get mad. "All these months and you say you did it for me? I was here thinking I was not good enough for you god I thought you left me for someone new. I thought you died. So many possibilities ran through my head Noah. You did it for yourself. You thought you weren't good enough do you left. But instead I felt dead inside. I lost a part of me."

I felt warm tears stream down my face. He sighed.

"I'm sorry. I know it means nothing but I truly am. I was selfish and cruel and I get if you don't want to speak to me again."

I couldn't look at him directly in his eyes. Because if I did, I would forgive him. I would forget everything and I knew I couldn't.

"Dixie please look at me. Say something please." My mind was telling me not to do it. But my heart was telling me too.

"I love you Dixie."

"I-I. I love you too Noah." 

I said as I looked into his eyes.

A/M: not the best but whatever. Also do you guys want smut?