He's just another bad boy

Chapter 66

|| Y/N's POV ||

If I could turn back time to when this started, I would've made things better.

I could've been the faithful girlfriend that didn't go to the party. The one who stayed Face Timing the love of their life, but instead I destroyed it.

I could be with Matt. He'd be telling me how much he missed me, I laugh at one of his tacky jokes.

But fuck I messed it up again.

-

Sam eventually found me and tried to make me feel better.

But I blocked what ever he tried to say out.

But one thing stood out.

"Y/N I punched Matt." he said putting his head in his hands out of guilt.

"Y-you what?" I asked about to cry again.

"I'm not going to let him laugh at you for making you hurt." he spat not making eye contact.

I shrugged.

"I want to go home." I said staring blankly at the brick wall in front of us.

"Me to." Sam replied.

|| Matt's POV ||

OH MY FUCK!

What have I done.

What happened to me loving Y/N?

"Matt don't listen to them the-."

"NO SHUT UP! ALL YOU DO IS RUIN THINGS!" I yelled at her.

"M-Matt I-."

"No stop. Where's Mike, I need to tell him I want out of this dumb tour." I said looking everywhere for the manager Mike.

I finally found him.

"Hey Mike I'm out, I think I'm staying in LA."

|| Y/N's POV ||

"Sam I don't know what to do." I said looking over at him

"What do you mean?" He asked blankly.

"If Matt tries to apologize or talk to me w-what should I do." I stuttered.

"Y/N no. Please don't give the ass hole a second chance." he said whaling.

"No! Sam I'm going to give him a second chance okay. I LOVE HIM." I yelled at him.

"No Y/N you don't, alright if you did you wouldn't have kissed me and wouldn't have almost fucked. Y/N be honest, did you not feel anything with me when we kissed before we went onto the stage?!" He asked getting very aggressive.

"U-uh I-"

"You did didn't you!" He said pinning me aging the cold brick wall, his face centimeters away from mine.

"I did." I cried.

He smashed his lips against mine, making me feel complete but yet, very empty.

"God Y/N, I love you so much." He said pulling away.

I nodded.

"Come on, we'll get you cleaned up." he said helping me up.

I held onto him tightly as he led us through a crowd of fans.

-

"Um can you guys fix her up a bit?" Sam said pointing me out to the stylist there.

They popped up and started matching my skin tone with different concealers and such.

They finally finished and I looked better than before!

"Thank you ladies so much. Y/N you look beautiful as usual." he said smiling at me, putting his arm around me.

We went around the corner to Matthew crying, with his head in his hands.

"Matthew what's wrong." I asked getting out of Sam's grip.

He looked up at me and shook his head 'no'.

"Sam can you, please leave us for a minute?" I asked.

"I swear, if he lays a finger on you, I will end him." he said as I pushed him away.

"Matthew you can always talk to me." I said embracing me into a hug.

He sat there.

"Matt please." I begged.

"What do you still care about me?" He asked barely loud enough so I could hear.

"Because Matthew I love you." I said holding him tighter.

He just chuckled.

"That's why you fucked Sam." he said pushing me away.

"No Matt didn't I-"

"BULLSHIT!" He yelled pushing me away and trying to walk away.

"No! Listen to me you little shit." I yelled and yanked his shirt back to where we were sitting.

"We didn't have sex! I was drunk and I tried comforting him cause this bitch that was there done did him over a he kissed me but I was DRUNK. My first time being drunk, because you don't take me out to partie-"

"Because I knew that would happen." he yelled.

"JESUS!! LET ME FINISH! I don't want to go to parties I just want to be with you." I said.

He looked at me and kissed me.

Oh how I longed for his kisses.