(Hey! This is my first time publishing an actual work of fiction, so excuse any mistakes i may have made! I don't know why but this song makes me of if Hunter proposed and Willow was just like 'Nah I can't do this shit')
Why do I exist?
This was the only thing currently in Hunter's mind right now. It didn't even have anything to do with why he was so upset-
Oh. Right. Because Willow said No to marrying you.
Of course, He understood that if Willow didn't want to marry him then there was probably a reason, but he thought she loved him. She was the first person to ever truly love him, She'd forgiven him when he basically kidnapped her and the other flyer derby team members. She knew he wasn't lying, believed him when he found himself having to try to make sure he didn't end up back with the emperor when the illusionist coven head tried to put students into covens.
But maybe she didn't love him, He should have noticed, It felt so obvious. When she dropped his hand while they were dancing together, left without saying a word, but maybe he just didn't want to believe it. But he always knew, in the back of his mind.
When he'd first gotten home, Luz and the others were there, waiting to celebrate if He was to get married. but it didn't happen because Willow didn't love him, He guessed. And he knew he shouldn't think like this, but he did, and he couldn't help it. He ended up having an emotional breakdown then and there, Telling everyone everything. Even Luz, the one who had gotten through dealing with the fact he was a grimwalker, had nothing to say that could comfort him.
So here he was, sitting in his room. Pondering his existence. He grabbed a old photo book, it had memories and pictures of them while on dates. He flipped to a random page, being greeted by a picture of Willow in his flannel jacket. He never got that jacket back, and he didn't really care.
huh.
Willow's Pov
She wasn't ready. That was why she rejected Hunter. She loved him, yes, but she just wasn't ready and when he asked her, she didn't know what to say. She looked over and saw the flannel jacket she hadn't ever given back to hunter.
She probably would never give it back. Because she wouldn't have the chance to.
She felt so terrible for breaking his heart. But she knew he would find somebody else, and he'd be happy again at some point. And while she hated the thought, she knew it was true, and he'd be ok.
And, at some point, she would too.
(Sorry willow's part was so short, but I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.)
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OH MY GOSH SOMETHING THAT IS ACTUALLY FICTION
Fanfictionhooray my first actual story (THE OWL HOUSE AND IT'S CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME, NOR THE SONG. ONLY THE STORY DOES.)