Should've Been Us

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The Wrap Party. Who was she? Why was she with Ross? Where did she come from? Some weird ass dating website?

There she stood, flirting in the corner with Ross surrounded by his siblings and Calum.

Her eyes started to prick with tears as she saw her pull him into a kiss. She decided to go out for some air grabbing a random bottle off the table, not knowing that a certain blonde was tagging behind her.

The saltly liquid poured out of her eyes as she slid down the set wall staring miserably at the not so empty parking lot.

As she was bringing the bottle to her lips she heard a familiar voice in the distance, "STOP," She looked up and saw the blonde run up to her, she bought the bottle to her lips and started to drink. Vodka. What was she doing? She doesnt drink!

The blonde thought to himself rushing to the tearful soul. "LAURA!" Water flowed down her cheeks as she pictured the girl who he kissed.

He shook her shoulders staring into her eyes, usually filled with joy and happiness but today there was darkness.

"You said you were going to wait," He realised that she had saw what happened between him and Courtney. His mouth tried to move but all that came out was stutters and mumbles.

He looks down at her, her complexion is ruined by the never ending streaks of mascara. What did he do to her? Her fragile voice breaks the ice.

"Do you love her?" It came out as a whisper but it rang like a bell in his ear. The words stung her throat as she dropped the half empty bottle, looking into his guilty eyes.

"I said, DO YOU LOVE HER?" Her voice was loud and shaky this time her expression was full of hurt her gaze lovked with his.

Tears fell from his eyes. "Laura I'm so sorry, I didn't-" She got up and glanced at him before she walked away, her sobs filled the air while she chanted several words which he tried to figure out.

"LAURA!" Brown locks flew in the wind as she spun round to speak.

"You know what? I thought that I had been hurt before but your words cut me deeper than a fucking knife , you sick sick bastard!" She screamed, shooting daggers into his eyes.

"YOU COULDNT COMMIT BECAUSE I ALREADY KNOW THAT YOU COULDNT GO BACK TO WHAT WE WERE YOU WATCHED ME BLEED AND FALL ONTO MY KNEES, ON THIS FLOOR, ALONE, WHILE YOU MADE OUT WITH HER I WAS BEGGING YOU TO SAVE ME WHERE WERE YOU?!"

She spat the words like venom striking him like she stabbed him with a knife. And the brunette turned and dissapeared.

The blonde was dumbstruck. Who told her? Courtney. She's gorgeous and so is Laura, but Laura's just too innocent for him, but what she said to him just now that was not his Laura that was a Laura that probably only he had seen before. He broke the vase.

And the tears wouldnt stop falling. He killed her flowers and all she was was shattered glass that no one bothered to clean but found a way to hurt someone. (1)

The bottle made its way to his lips drinking hasitly. He ruined her. He wished he hadnt met Courtney. He wished he hadnt promised Laura. He wished that everything was like before, the endless flirting the Laura jokes, their duets and jam sessions thrown into the trash.