Euphoria Imagines

Fezco/Elliot- "Your psycho ex-boyfriend"

Description: New Years party, upsets and new meets.
Warnings: swearing, drug use, fighting.
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I leant against the wall looking down at my plastic cup, I couldn't help but occasionally look up and at him, my jealousy building by the second. Lexi and Fez sat talking on the sofa. We had only broken up a few weeks ago yet here he was flirting with someone else. I looked back at my cup...

"Just talk to me will you!" I pulled on his arm as he walked towards the door, Fez stopped turning to look at me. I was barely keeping it together.
"Y/n just go will you" Fez pulled his arm from me turning his back on me.
"No, I won't just go" I followed after him. "You've barely spoken to me, you've pushed me out without a reason" Fez stopped turning back to me. "Can you please just talk to me" I couldn't stop my voice from breaking.
"I can't do this now y/n" Fez shook his head, I took a deep breath trying not to cry. He had done nothing but push me away, he never wanted to be around me anymore, that should have been the red flag, I guess it was but I ignored it.
"Then when Fez" I shrugged exaggerating as I spoke, a small tear falling down my face. "You never want to be around me anymore" my lip quivered as I spoke, Fez wouldn't even look at me. I bite the inside of my cheek as I waited for the boy to speak. Eventually, he let out a sigh forcing himself to look up at me.
"I don't think this is going to work" He pointed between himself and me. I never got what people meant when they said they could feel their heartbreak but in this very moment, I did. It was as if someone had stuck their hand in your chest and was slowly crushing your heart, the pain was slow.
"Why?" The words left before I even thought about them. Fez let out a sigh looking down at the table in front of him. He didn't show any signs of emotion but that wasn't odd for the Fez I had come to know and love. My face was the opposite, it had become tear-soaked. "Why Fezco?" my voice carried more force and pain.
"I just think we're just on different maturity levels" I couldn't help but laugh as more tears fell.
"Seriously, you say that like there's ten years between us, there's barely two" Gone was the sadness and replaced with anger. Part me wanted to yell, argue, call him all the names under the sun but I didn't, I didn't want him to have a reason to call me immature. "You know what Fezco fuck you. We both know that's not true" I looked the boy up and down. Fez finally was able to reach my gaze, I could see there was hurt and guilt but I didn't care. "Don't contact me again" I grabbed my jacket and walked towards the door. I took one last breath before opening the door resisting the urge to look back.

I brought my drink to my lips downing the rest as I kept my eyes on the pair in front of me. Lexi reached into her pocket pulled her phone out and handed it over to Fez a small on his face. That hand was back and slowly squeezing on my heart. I took a quick breath slamming my cup on the side before walking out of the room and finding the closet room which happened to be a bathroom. I closed the toilet lid before sitting down, the tears starting to fall. God, I hated him. I reached over for some paper only to find there was no, just great. I rested my head back against the wall as I took another quick breath focusing on the ceiling...

"Have you ever thought about it?" I looked at Fez, smoke coming out of his mouth. He lay on his bed while I sat close to him wearing just his t-shirt.
"No, not really, I don't see the point" He turned to look at me, I looked down at the book I was reading, Fez's music playing in the background. "I mean you just waste money on a wedding, you don't even really get anything out of it" I just nodded as I pretended to focus on the book. "hey, what are you thinking?" Fez placed his hand on my leg grabbing my attention, I was silent as I thought about it. "You don't care about getting married do you?"
"I mean not right now but in the future, maybe ten years or so, it might be nice" I slowly closed the book giving the boy my full attention. Fez sat up moving closer to me. "But it's not a big thing" I shrugged reopening the book.
"No, talk to me" Fez took the book from me placing it to the side.
"I don't know, I think with the right person I'd like to get married" I looked down playing with my hands.
"Am I the right person?" I looked up at Fez who wore an intrigued look. I smiled nodding. Fez smiled pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "If in ten years we're still together I promise we'll get married" I let out a chuckle. Fez smiled moving in closer, I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kissed me. I pulled back Fez watching as I lay back staring up at the ceiling. Fez doing the some. "What are you thinking about?" I could feel his eyes watching me.
"The next ten years" I turned to look at him with a smile...