Your POV
"I don't get it." I said as we watched some sappy love story. Usually I'm not the one who goes for chick flicks but at this time, it was worth it. Lindsey and I were currently positioned on her couch at her house. Six buckets of Tim and Jerry's ice-cream laid still on the hard wood floor under neath. My eyes were positioned on the screen in front of me and I could help but feel a twist of confusion settle across my face.
"If she loved him so much why would she just let him go so simply?" I asked. We were watching the movie Keith and let me tell you, the head actor looked a hell of a lot like Jesse but I let it slide.
"She's trying her best. He just won't let her in. He's frustrated. Not only is he dealing with cancer but he is also struggling with his heart strings. They are pulling him this way and that yet he doesn't know which way to go." She answered while consuming another huge spoonful of cookie dough ice-cream. I paid attention to the screen. At least I tried to.
Keith and Natalie, the two main characters, we're currently at an air port. Keith had his bags in hands and started walking away from her.
Niall.
He slowly turned around and quickly they escalated into a broiling argument.
Niall.
"Fuck you." Natalie yelled at him. He smiled to himself before looking up at her.
"You already did partner." He said before turning back around.
Niall.
This reminded me so much of my own relationship I wasn't able to keep my eyes on the screen any longer than I already had. I began scooping up ice-cream, then put back in the carton and repeated.
I let out a small sigh and Lindsey looked over at me before pausing the TV.
"What's wrong." She said stating more than questioning. Her hand quickly pushed the pause button on the remote and she turned her small body over to me. I chuckled sarcastically to myself.
"What's wrong? Let's see, 1.," I started listing off. She tried saying something but my words quickly cut her off. "My ex boyfriend called me a slut and said that I was just 'quick shag' and I thought way to far into our relationship. 2, my teacher decided to play a screen slide of the portraits I took when we started dating. 3. The only true person I could go to advise about all of this, as known as my brother, didn't even know Niall and I were in a relationship so there is no way I can even hint to him that I'm the least bit sad or else he's going to assume something. 4. I still have feelings for this boy and I don't know why. It's like when you get addicted to drugs. At first you don't think you'll ever use it again but then after a while you just get used to it and you start falling in love with it. You get addicted and for some strange reason, even after you try to stop, you just keep going back to it. Niall's love is my drug. He's my addiction. Without his love I feel broke. Like there's something that I'm missing and when I try to pick up the pieces and put myself back together, I can't. All because I'm missing that one tiny piece that makes me whole. I can't do this Lin, I just can't." I didn't realize I was crying until I let out a long sob. Lindsey immediately pulled me into her soft embrace and allowed me to cry onto her jumper.
"Hey, hey. It'll be okay." She said trying to shush me. I cried some more and shook my head.
"Nob-bit-won't." I sobbed into her shoulder. She reached around me and rubbed soothing circles into my shoulder blade trying to calm me down.
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it hurts. // n.h.
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