Marcus Lopez x Reader One-shots

~"I'm not going to kiss you"'

"What the hell.." I mutter in shock, processing what I see in front of me.

My boyfriend of two years, Marcus, getting off of my best friend, Maria.

Tears start rolling off my cheeks as he looks at me, not knowing what to do.

"Y/n, I'm so sorry.. This didn't mean anything! I swear to you, please you have to believe me!" He says, reaching for my hand. He looks me in the eyes and gives me the look he knows will always make my heart melt.

"Oh, so I mean nothing to you?" Maria says, angrily walking to where we're standing.

I'm trying to hold it together but I'm sobbing at this point, hand in hand with my, who I thought to be, lover.

She tears his hand out of mine and grabs his face, kissing him right in front of me. He tries to push her off but she grabs his neck so he can't pull away. "What the fuck, Maria?" I say, voice breaking. "I thought you were my friend.."

She pulls away, "You really are stupid aren't you? God, you were so gullible!" She shrieks, laughing.

He looks at me, regret pooling in his chocolate brown eyes.

I shake my head at them, biting my lip to hold in anymore tears that are threatening to flood out.

I turn on my heel and slam the door behind me, hearing her yell at him. "Nothing? Nothing!? I'm your everything. You have nothing and are nothing without me so you better get used to it."

Instinctively, I stop to turn around and go back to defend him but I restrain myself. He's not mine anymore.

I hear the door open and close and footsteps get closer and closer until someone touches my shoulder. As soon as he touches me, I fall to my knees and put my head in hands. "What did I do wrong, Marcus? I don't understand.." Then he hugs me. He has the fucking audacity to hug me.

I stand up and push him away from me.

"Please don't leave me, love." He whispers, a single tear rolling down his beautiful cheek.

I look into his eyes and we hold eye contact for a few seconds, that is, until he started leaning in.

I back away. "I'm not going to kiss you. You broke my heart."

He takes my cheek in his hand, stroking it with his thumb.

I pull away from his touch and walk away.

He broke my heart.