Leave your lover-Sam Smith
Erik sat down on the dewy grass with a small smile resting on his lips. Mats was incredibly happy to see his friend in a good mood.
It had been a while. Just as Marco challenged Erik to a one-on-one match, Mats spotted a familiar unexpected visitor.
Marco and Mario stopped and looked at the younger blonde.
Mats sighed and muttered:
"Durm. It's time to face your demons."
Erik turned and glanced at the familiar girl, she was wearing one of his training jackets and some dark jeans. His breath quickened but he stayed relatively calm.
He stood up and brushed the grass off his shorts, making his way towards her.
Mats, Marco, and Mario stared at them from afar. Mats quickly noticed what she was holding, the journal. It had been two months since he handed her the black journal and she had found out the truth as to why he had freaked out.
He hoped Erik wouldn't be too mad at him, he didn't mind as long as his friendship with Y/n was settled and fixed.
...
Erik didn't know what to expect as he stopped in front of her. She shifted a little, fidgeting with her hands.
"Hi."
He breathed out, quickly biting his lip. Suddenly she wrapped her arms around his waist. Her head pressing to his chest. Erik slipped both arms around her, taking in the scent of her familiar vanilla perfume. "Erik, I've missed you."
"I ha-have too."
Erik took a seat next to her on the bench, she kept her arms around him.
"Erik why haven't you been answering my damn calls and texts? I've sent you a text everyday.."
Erik nodded his head and replied: "I haven't had the chance."
Y/n, looked down at the grass and muttered,
"I know why you're mad."
Erik frowned down at his hands, staying completely silent.
Y/n looked up at him and muttered:
"If I would have known how you felt, I wouldn't have invited him upstairs...But before you jump to conclusions I just want you to know that nothing happened, He ended up being really drunk and he slept on my couch."
Erik's eyes widened;
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
Y/n's eyes widened in confusion.
"Why are you-"
"I went over that night a million times in my head, & you're telling me this now!"
"Well you ran out so fast Erik, I couldn't have known..."
"Known what?"
"I should have caught the hints."
"What hints."
"You've always been the most caring man and you have always been there for me."
You handed him the black journal and he sighed: "Mats."
You slipped a hand onto his cheek and replied: "Don't be mad at him Erik, he told me everything and Ive spent the two weeks trying to decide whether to come talk to you or let you move on."
"How do you expect me to move on? Even if you didn't show up I would still be here waiting and hoping for you."
You looked up at him and whispered: "So you still love me?"
"I never stopped Y/n, The real question is do you love me?"
Y/n looked up ath the blonde and bit down on her lower lip softly,
"Erik..."
