Chris POV
Its been a few days since i've spoken to y/n. Ever since we broke up the other night shes been avoiding my calls. I've texted and called her but no response. But im kinda pissed because she had the audacity to be posting pictures on instagram and twitter but cant holla a nigga back. Im not gonna lie i miss her like mad. Things havent been the same since we broke up. Its like i feel empty.
"Aye Chris , someones at the door!" Tyga shouted from the front room as i was chilling in the game room.
"Iyte".
I got up and made my way to the door.
"O-o , hi y/n" i began scratching the back off my head.
"Hi , can i come in?" I instantly moved out the way so she could walk in. Wow shes still beautiful.
"Look Chris , im not here to chill or anything , i -" i cut her off.
"Why dont you return my calls or texts?" I said looking straight at her.
"Chris ... Really?" She said looking towards the ground.
"Yes.. I miss you y/n" i said begining to tear up.
"Chris i miss you too but-" i cut her off again.
"No , theres no buts!" I said raising my voice a little. "Be mine again" i said falling on my knees , resting my head against her stomach.
"Chris i-" she began.
"NO!" I yelled crying "you cant leave me again!"
"Chris im moving back to London!" She yelled.
Silence filled the hall way. I let go of her and stood up.
"Wa-wa-what did you just say?..."
