Enemies to lovers part 2

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I couldn't believe it.

I thought he loved me.

I-

I began to choke on my tears. He is probably the first person who I thought ever cared about me. It felt like me and him against the world. And now, my whole world felt like it was crashing down.

"Who the fuck is crying-" I heard a familiar voice say. " Robertson?"

I looked up, I could barely see. My eyes were filled with tears, my vision was blurry. " Oh piss off, Alexander."

"You didn't use my last name, something up?" he chuckled.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK GOES THROUGH YOUR SMALL ASS BRAIN?! I'M VISABLY CRYING AND IM SURE YOU SAW LUKE BREAK UP WITH ME. SO PISS THE FUCK OFF!"

I turned around, heading towards the other exit of the building. I spun around, and was engulfed in a hug. I began to squirm. "L-let go, dickward." I hissed.

"Just shut up, Katrina."

He began to stroke my hair softly, humming a small song. He swayed me side to side softly. "It's okay, you're  gonna be okay."

I began to sob heavily into his chest, he smelt like cologne and freshly cut grass and toasted vanilla candles?

" I-i'm gonna go" I whispered softly.

He nods, giving me a genuine smile.

I walked off to maccas, smiling to myself. I couldn't wait to eat maccas.

ALEXZANDER'S POV (LMFAOOOO) :

I was gonna crush his scull open. How dare he hurt her. Her and her pure soul. 

"OI, MICHEALSON!" I yelled, causing he to snap around.

"What the fuck do you want asshole?" he asked, his arm wrapped around Amara's waist.

I punched him as hard as I could. He fell heavily to the ground. Blood pouring out of his nose. I leaned down, punching him repeatedly. I heard Amara begging me to get off him, I looked around and flipped her off, which had caused her to gasp. She was to self-focused on herself, the only reason why she was popular was because she was decent looking. I stood up, and stared as his body. 

"You fucking hurt her again, I will kill you." I spat before I kicked him hard in the crotch. There was truly no point for that, he was already unconscious

I scoffed, walking away from his limp body.


A/N: SOOOOO?  WHAT DO Y'ALL THINK?!

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