Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

Wait For Me

"But that isn't fair. You promised to never leave me. You promised,"He whispered.

"People break promises all the time, Aris. This is nothing new to either of us,"I pointed out, keeping my back to him as I grabbed my clothes.

"But that's not fair. You said we would be different. You said you would love me forever. You promised you wouldn't run from me, and now you are."

"Yep. I am,"I nodded, tightening the straps on my bag as I walked out of our room.

"That's not fair. You said you would stay. You said you loved me."

"Yep. I did."

"You promised to never leave. You promised to always love me. You promised."

"Yep,"I repeated, not turning around as I made it to the bottom of the stairs.

"Y/N,"He begged, grabbing my wrist. Pulling away, I went down the hall, pretending he wasn't there. "Y/N, please? Y/N, look at me?"

Tuning him out, I kept walking, not daring to glance at our pictures on the wall. As far as I was concerned, they didn't exist. We had never happened. Not once.

"Y/N-"
"This isn't something you aren't used to. I don't know why you care."

"Y/N, look at me,"He uttered, his voice cracking. Keeping my eyes fixated on the door, I held back tears as I kept telling myself that I didn't even care.

Still, I just stood there, frozen as he kept pleading for me to turn around.

I didn't dare. That would break me more than this. If I looked at him I would have to feel something.

That's why I'm leaving. I need to stay numb. It's just how I am.

"Look at me!"He screamed, the disbelief of it all clear in his voice. Not doing so, I started walking again.

"Look at me!"He repeated, grabbing my hand. Not letting me react, he kept his hands on my shoulders as he turned me around. With red, glassy eyes, and tears streaming down his face, he looked worse than I had ever seen him. "What did I do?"He whispered.

"Nothing,"I shrugged.

"Then why are you leaving? Why am I not good enough?"

"It's not you. It's-"
"No! You don't get to say that! If that was true you wouldn't be leaving when we were just fine this morning!"

"Were we really fine?"

"This isn't fair,"He repeated, already knowing the answer.

"It's not."

"Then why would you do this?"

"I don't love you anymore. It's that easy,"I lied.

"That's not true,"He denied.

"It is. I can't handle this."

"Is there someone else?"He asked, his face losing color at the mere thought.

"No. I just don't love you."

"Why?"

"Don't do this to yourself."

"Why don't you love me?"

"Aris, stop it,"I said firmly.

"What did I do? What do I need to fix?"

"If I'm honest, you're going to actually be hurt."

"I don't care. Just tell me so I can fix it."

"But you can't fix it. You can't fix who you are."