..... really?!

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POV: Jack
~flashback 10 months~

I had told Paige, my girlfriend, how I felt about a bunch of things a week before now.

She was a little hesitant with her answer if she wanted to continue dating or not, but nonetheless she said yes so we continued almost as normal, just with a few changes to our daily routines.

She had the chance and option to get out, and she didn't take it.

I was hoping that meant she loves me, right?

I had been out all day, rehearsing with the boys and I was excited to get back home to see Paige.

I unlock the door and walk inside, dropping my bag by the door and walking more into the apartment, not noticing the new pair of shoes by the door.

"I'm homeeeeeee!!" I call out to the small apartment, walking to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water before heading to the bedroom to find my girlfriend.

As soon as I open the bedroom door, my heart drops along with the smile on my face.

There, on my bed, under the sheets I bought, surrounded by the small decorations and trinkets around the room that I had spent ages placing perfectly, was my girlfriend, fucking some guy.

My water bottle slips out of my hand and I shake my head while spinning on my heel and rushing out of the apartment.

I spent the whole night at the boys house, the 5 of us had lived together but I moved out with Paige while the rest of them remained together.

Zach hadn't left my side since I entered the house, and I appreciated having my little brother and best friend there to comfort me, reminding me that Paige was just a bitch and not everyone would hurt me like that.

Ever since that night, I've been terrified to tell anyone the truth about me, besides Jonah, Daniel, Corbyn and Zach who all knew before Paige did.

~end of da flashback~

Previously on Hollywood View:

She nods slowly and looks at me, her face showing her confusion and slight fear for what I have to tell her.

"I'm uhm... asexu..al...?" I bite my lip hard and frown a bit as it comes out as more of a question and not a fact.

I stare at Lena, watching her process what I said, my heart beating out of my chest with my anxiety through the roof.

"L-Lena?" I ask quietly, stuttering from the nerves, trying to get a response as I can't read her expression.

"I love you" she blurts out after a long silence, a small smile appearing on her face as her confidence grows.

"Y-you..... really?!" I stutter out in disbelief.

"You're perfect the way you are and I still love you, as more than friends. I love you, Jack." she states, smiling at me.

A huge smile becomes plastered to my face as I look at her.

"I love you too" I half whisper while looking at her, tears pricking my eyes again.

She frowns a bit as she notices the tears in my eyes.

I shake my head and laugh a bit, knowing what she's thinking.

"Happy tears, don't worry" I inform her as my eyes refuse to hold back any longer, letting the happy tears stream down my face.

She smiles and opens her arms, making grabby hands at me.

I smile and laugh a bit at her cuteness as I move to sit between her legs, my arms wrapping around her neck with my legs over her legs to wrap around her waist.

My face buried in her neck and hair, a smile planted firmly on my face while her arms wrap around my waist to hug me back.

I notice her relax as we sit on our patch of grass, hugging each other tightly and smiling like a bunch of idiots.

Her fingers gently rub vertically on my sides and I smile impossibly bigger, cuddling my face more into her hair and enjoying not having to be the comforting person in the hug.

After we sat like that in silence for a while, I spoke up.

"Thank you, ladybug. I don't deserve you" I mumble, sitting up a bit to look in her eyes.

She smiles at me and shakes her head a bit.

"You don't have to thank me, Jacky. And you deserve the whole world and more" she says softly as her thumb gently wipes my cheek free from the dried happy tears.

We sit there for ages, her hand cupping my jaw while we just stare at each other with goofy grins.

I notice something change a bit in her expression but before I can think about it further, I feel her lips press against mine.

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