Ava Max x fem reader

Chapter 29: Timeskips

Timeskips

A/N: I wrote this at 4am so please forgive me for any mistakes that might show up throughout this chapter. It's a bit short but I'm getting the next chapter ready. The next chapter will be the last one of this story and I'll be able to focus on the other stories better without a little voice in my head telling me to write the other one :')

Two months later...

Ava's POV

There is a concert in New York and y/n is staying the night at Laurel's house so I guess I'm going alone this time. Tasha is busy too. I arrived at the hotel only to find Jason waiting in the lobby. Oh no.

"Your girlfriend isn't here... I just want to talk" he said.

"There is nothing to talk about" I pushed past him to get in the elevator. The truth is, I still kinda have feelings for him, but I can't do that to y/n. I've been cheated on so many times and I know how hard it is... I don't want y/n to ever feel that. Ever.

"The thing is, I miss you" he said.

"Well, too bad" I answered. I was holding myself back with all my might not to throw myself into his arms in a tight hug.

He started following me into the elevator.

"No. Don't you dare come into this elevator! Don't follow me in here!" I tried punching him away but he got in and the doors closed, leading us to my floor. The last one in the hotel. We had minutes in the elevator to get there.

"You don't understand. I have a relationship now and I'm happy! You have to learn to let go. Date other people who are not currently in a relationship" I said, my eyes tearing up.

"Amanda, Ava... I can't let you go. You were the love of my life and you left me... At least look me in the eye and say you don't love me anymore" he dared me.

I looked at his eyes and only saw the seventeen year old boy I went out with. The same boy who I sneaked out of my house with to go to parties. The seventeen year old first love, the one I had lived so many things with...

"I- uh-" I cleared my throat and looked away, earning a sigh from him.

He held my arms and raised one hand to my cheek, drying a tear that ran down it and softly kissed me.

I realized what I was doing and I quickly pushed him away.

"Fuck you!" I said, trying to make him leave. The elevator was still halfway through the hotel and his grip on both my arms was strong.

"I love you" he softly whispered.

I looked at his eyes and I saw love with a bit of possessiveness. He kissed me again but I didn't try to get away until some seconds later.

"Fuck you" My voice was getting weaker and my legs trembled.

He cornered me against a wall and kissed me again but this time, after a pair of seconds, I kissed back. My mind was yelling how angry I was for doing that to y/n but my heart, my heart was still trying to decide.

"Fuck me..." I whispered. And he did. In the same hotel bed y/n and I had been last time on New Years Eve.

A week later...

"You cheated on me?! I know I don't deserve you but now you made me believe it more" y/n was yelling at me.

"Y/n, I'm really really sorry" I sobbed.

"No. There is nothing you can say that it'll make it right. We are over" she said before going out the door and slamming it shut. I fell down on my knees and kept on crying. I didn't have dinner or sleep that night, I didn't even move. I just kneeled and cried on the floor.