nicotine [unhealthy desires 2]

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- Leila -

Fuck. He was right in front of me now. Hand holding a cigarette and the other in the pockets of his black ripped skinny jeans.

I suddenly felt nervous, sure I was here just to see him. But his presence so close felt heavy, like a weight upon my shoulders or a rock over my chest, preventing me from the humanly performance of breathing. I felt weak to my knees and sick to my stomach.

But he was already crossing the street, hurriedly, running towards me. I felt helpless and frail. Small.

He swayed my hesitant and confused body to his, like he was sure it was the only thing I wanted. He didn't say anything, he just hugged me like we've been split by something so strong like war.

He held me tight like he knew I'd break, fragile and vulnerable thing I am.

Then he let go.

And he was standing in front of me sober. The man I hated for almost four months.

"Leila." he chocked out, "I've missed you. I'm glad you came you have no idea how much I'v-" I cut him off,

"I only came because the texts and the things you said last night..."

"Texts? What texts?" he asked blankly

"The texts Matty, the one You sent last night. God you're such an idiot." I wanted to slap him. How could he forget

"There's no texts I'm aware of that were sent to you, Leila." he spoke in a low voice, like he was somewhat sorry.

I looked at him with hurt eyes, trying so hard to keep the tears at bay, "Just check your damn phone, Matty. And call me when you fucking remember."

And that was it. He looked at me like I was some alien, or like I spoke a different strange language. But I was already on my heals, leaving him standing confused on the side of the street alonr with the cigarette that fell from his hands.

I can't believe how I ended up coming here, he won't change his arrogant basterd self. I'm just plain stupid.

well yelloo kidss!

jokes on yo leila ha.

jk jk. matty is a prick who gets drunk and forgets what he's done completely ugh.

have you guys checked out my new story nirvana yet?

the first part is up.

and yeah tell me what you think and stuff

song: shirtsleaves -ed sheeran

ED SHEEHAN IS AIDBCNDNXNDN I CANT BELIEVE HES REAL.

like I remember the first time I listened to his album 'x' and I kept crying it was crazy.

but I love him so much ajdnfjfnc