#93- You Two Break Up
Ashton: "Y/N, I'm so sorry..."
"Save it, Ashton," you said. You had seen it all. He was cheating, had been for a while now. "It was your decision to cheat on me. I saw you kissing her."
"But I've realized something," he said, reaching for your hand. "You're the only one for me. I was stupid and wrong. I shouldn't have done that to you." For a moment, you almost broke. You almost let him take you in his arms and say it was okay, just like every other time he hurt you. No, you decided, pulling your hand back from his. Not this time.
"Yeah? Well you should have figured that out before you got with another girl behind my back." Spinning on your heel, with tears in your eyes, you began to walk away.
"Y/N, I'm really sorry..."
"No, Ashton. I'm done," you said, turning back just for a minute to answer him. He called your name, his voice thick with tears, but you ignored him, walking away, your own tears streaming down your face. He didn't deserve you. Not after that.
Luke: "You...you what?" This was so hard. His eyes were brimming with tears, and he resembled a puppy that'd just been kicked.
"I...I cheated on you, L-Luke," you repeated. "And I'm so, so sorry."
There was a moment of silence, and you were afraid what might happen next. You felt horrible. Luke was always so good to you, and you'd gone and messed everything up.
"Why?" he asked, quietly. "Was it something I did?"
It would have been better if he yelled at you. He was so quiet, and so sad. It hurt more than anything to see him like this.
"No, no, it wasn't you," you replied. "It...it was all me. I was being selfish, and stupid. I'm so sorry."
"Oh," he said, quietly. "Okay." He began to walk away and your heart broke in two. You reached for his hand, but he pulled his back gently. "I'm sorry, I can't." He left you alone with tears in your eyes, wondering why you even did this in the first place.
Michael: "This isn't working out anymore, is it?" The two of you hadn't had time to see each other a lot lately. He had been busy getting ready for tour and you had been busy with work and college classes.
"I guess not," he replied, sadly. "I think we both just might be too busy for a relationship right now."
"Agreed," you replied. The two of you sat in a silence for a moment, neither of you knowing exactly what to say. "So, is this a break up?"
"Yeah, I guess it kind of is," he replied. It was hard to hear, but also a relief. Your relationship didn't have any problems; the two of you were just too busy to find time for each other anymore. "Friends?"
"Yeah, friends," you agreed. He pulled you into one last hug, and you could feel his tears falling on top of your hair. Your own tears fell onto his shirt. You two stayed in your embrace for as long as you could, hoping it would make the relationship last longer. Eventually, you broke apart, and saw that you were both crying.
"No more tears, "you said, wiping at your cheeks. "We agreed on friends."
"Friends," he echoed. "And maybe, one day, if we aren't so busy anymore, we can try again?"
"I'd like that," you said, nodding. There was another silence. "I have class in an hour."
"Yeah, I have rehearsal."
"Goodbye, Michael."
"Bye, Y/N."
Calum: "Calum, you're always busy!"
"I am in a band, Y/N! And doing online college. Of course I'm busy!"
"It just doesn't seem like you ever have time for me anymore," you said, your voice breaking as tears welled in your eyes.
"You don't know how hard I have to try to make time for you!" he yelled back. "It's stressful; you're always on my back about it!"
His words were like a slap in the face. Did he really feel that way? Like you were a hassle? "Fine," you said. "If it's so stressful to make time for me, why don't I relieve you of your burden."
He realized what you were saying, his face softening. "Y/N, that's not what I meant."
"No, Calum. I know exactly what you meant. We're through," you said, tears streaming down your face, as you turned on your heel and walked away.
"Y/N!" you heard him call after you, but you were already gone.
This is such a common preference I avoided to do but I'm running out of ideas and idk what else to do and no one requests either so I'm probably gonna do lame common ones sigh
-ree x
