Cake. ii

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You stared blankly at the table what could you do? He broke up with you nearly a year ago, leaving you completely heartbroken. Then suddenly, when you're finally happy, he comes back? Worse - with his best friend? What was he expecting you to do?
"Please, Y/N" he asked, watching you walk to the sink and following you.
"I can't do a thing for you, Lucas. Not anymore. We are over, we are done-"
"No, we are not." He said, standing next to you and looking deeply in your eyes. You turned slowly to look to, his bright blue eyes; the exact eyes that you loved and damned a year ago. You were silent; still thinking what to say and what to do. What to feel and what not to feel.
"I-"
"Don't you try to tell me we are done, Y/N, when you know we are not." He interrupted you, looking down at you.
"How do you even know that? You don't know me Lucas, it's been a year and things-"
"Oh things changed then?" He looked away for a bit and back at you "How I know you didn't change?" He interrupted you again, now facing you. "Because if you were truly done, you would have simply ignored me and stumbled upstairs like you always did when you argued or got into a uncomfortable situation. If you were done with me. Only if you were."

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