Y/N POV
I sighed as he stroked my hair. We literally just finished having sex and he's going to do what he always does, gives me a kiss and leaves. I'm not a toy, Nash was the only person I've done something sexual with. I was tired of this and I felt disgusting, the longer this went on the more I hated myself. I was going to call him tomorrow and tell him that it's over. I love him and I know he'll never love me back.
Next day;
My palms were sweating and I was nervous. Should I tell him I have feelings for him? No, that would freak him out and he'd definitely never speak to me again. I picked up my phone and clicked on his contact name. Ring ,Ring. On the third ring he picked up. "Hey, babe what's up?" he asks his voice with concerned. "Uh hi ,Nash. I uh wanted to say that I don't want to do this anymore." I say my voice shaking, waiting anxiously for him to respond "Um ok sure? Can I ask why though?" his voice sound like he's..heartbroken? No, he was just using me to get into my pants, he never cared about me. "Uh I actually l-love you and I know you don't love me back. I feel like I'm being used and I'm sorry that I wasted your time." I say hanging up not waiting for his response. I broke into tears and decided to take a nap to try to take my mind off things.
A few hours later *spongebob narrator voice*
I wake up and check my phone 318 missed calls and 178 text messages. The fuck (DA FUQ)? I'm like the loneliest person ever. My best friends are basically my mom and inanimate objects like food, Netflix and my bed. Wow, my life is really sad. I check and see they're all from Nash. I check the texts 'I love you too, Y/n' what? Is he serious. I read some more 'Please answer me I'm getting worried..' and the most recent text was sent like 10 minutes ago 'I'm coming to your house right now.' .. Shit he lives like 15 minutes away and I look like death itself. I put my hair in a messy bun and brush my teeth to get rid of my stinky breath when I hear a knock on the door. FUCK ,FUCK, FUCK, FUCK . I put on some clear mascara to make my eyelashes look longer and wait a little bit to make it look like I wasn't preparing for him to come like the loser I am. "Y/n?" his voice cracked ..oh shit, was he crying? I open the door and he engulfs me in a hug. "I love you so much, I thought you hurt yourself or something." he whimpered in my ear. He kissed me and I kissed back obviously. "I love you so much, don't leave me please." he said looking at me with sad, pleading eyes. "I won't." I say pulling him in for another kiss.
A/N: THIS IS SO CUTE I COULD DIE THIS IS SO SHORT BUT IT TOOK ME TWO DAYS TO WRITE BECAUSE I'M RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS. I LITERALLY PULLED THIS STORY OUT OF MY ASS.....LOL WUT I'M DEAD
