If you have read my other story "Tarlos Love story" you would know that I already put this song. But it fits well with the story. Please give me more ideas. In case no one has told you today you are wonderful and you don't need to change. STRONG WORDS AHEAD. YOU KNOW THE DRILL DON"T LISTEN TO THE SONG YET.
T.K's POV
Carlos and I broke up 2 months ago. I see why I would seem like an asshole but I didn't see why he wanted me to stop texting Jake until I realized but it was too late. I know he is heartbroken we were both in love and people tell me all day how I am the asshole. All they know is that we are broken up and it was my fault. I know Carlos didn't tell who's fault or why we broke up so I didn't either. I know that it might seem that I wouldn't be crying or be heartbroken but I am. He was the first person that I love down here. He was my ride or die. But now I fucked it up. So now I am stuck but in this gray area. I know that I am still in love with him. I know it isn't even from deep down. He is on my mind 24/7. It's hard not going to Carlos's house after a hard shift not going there to hang out not having a 126 hang out not being there with him. Don't get me wrong I love my dad but living with him is a different story. I was glad to get out and move in with Carlos but now I'm back.
Carlos's POV
2 months 20 minutes and 12 seconds since T.K and I broke up. I loved him and not even I am still in love. But I guess it is over. My bed seems so big now that T.K isn't in it with me. It's hard coming home and not seeing T.K just there. I know T.K wasn't flirting with Jake but it made me uncomfortable. I know I should have told him the whole reason I wanted him to stop texting Jake. I miss him. I have to move on everyone tells me that. But I can't.
Both T.K's and Carlos's POV
Bold is Carlos and underline is T.K all is both
introduced me to your family
Watched my favorite shows on your TV
Made me breakfast in the morning
When you got home from workMaking plans to travel 'round the world
Said we'd always put each other first
Old love songs we used to play to
Funny, now I hate youNow I remember when you'd call me late at night
I gave you my hours and advice just tryna fix you
And all your daddy issues
But now I don't even miss you anymoreSo I, I want all the tears back that I cried
All the hours spent giving advice
On how to write your songs
All you did was prove me wrong
When you said you loved me
Well, you must've had your fingers crossedShoulda paid attention to my friends
Telling me how bad it's gonna end
Always giving their opinions
Now I wish I would have listenedI could say I'm sorry but I'm not
You don't deserve the one thing that you lostNow I remember when you'd call me late at night
And I gave you my hours and advice just tryna fix you
And all your daddy issues
But now I don't even miss you anymoreSo I, I want all the tears back that I cried
All the hours spent giving advice
On how to write your songs
All you did was prove me wrong
When you said you loved me
Well, you must've had your fingers crossedyour fingers crossed
(Oh, oh) your fingers crossed
(Oh, oh) oh, when you said you loved me
Well, you must've had your fingers crossedSo I, I want all the tears back that I cried
All the hours spent giving advice
On how to write your songs
All you did was prove me wrong
Wish you said you loved me
When you didn't have your fingers crossed
T.K's POV
Somehow I wish that I was back in New York but not at the same time. Austin is a small town so Carlos and I keep seeing each other and walking the other way. But New York has horrible memories so I'm glad I'm here well I guess. I want to say sorry to Carlos. I want to be back in his arms. I just want to be his again. Every time I'm not with someone I break down crying. I can't help it when I'm in my head for too long I can't control my crying. I used to use unhealthy ways to cope but not anymore. I will be fine or not but it's fine.
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Tarlos One-shots
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