Should've Been Us

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"I'll Be Home"

Now in life as you known bad things usually happen to good people. Like a reverse karma. I for one am sure of that. In this story not only that happens but the bad gets worst.
If I told you a little had happened then I would be lying because alot had happened during your absence and I'm about to fill you in on it.

The rain poured heavily outside the modern coffee shack enfusing the sense of rain and coffee into the crisp December air.

As the trio ensembled outside the coffee shop, tears lingered in their eyes as the first words were said. Mouths opened and shut as tears were flowing down their cheeks.

"If you two are going to fight over me like some boytoy then this isn't going to work out anymore, with any of you," the blonde spoke as the startled brunettes looked at him in shock.

Laura fidgeted with her apron drying the tears that swam down her face, "I love you, please don't stress yourself, I'll go," she said moving past Courtney then being halted by Ross, "Laur, baby, stay just a second,"

Courtney frowned at the name and tried to cling onto his arm but was rejected by the bitter hearted soul, salty tears flowing down their cheeks.

Silence filled the cold December air, alongside with a sniff from one and a sob from the other. A passerby looked miserably at the boy and tuttered walking by with her husband.

A minute passed when both of the crying brunettes realised nothing was going to happen and it was all over. The look on Courtney's face was sharp and cold however contrasting deeply with Laura's, soft and light, as if nothing had happened.

"It's your choice, but just so you know Ross Lynch, it should've been us and not her, but then again Courtney you're absolutely beautiful and any guy would be lucky to own you, and as for you Ross," she sucked in a breath and chuckled coarsely. "I wish you the best and I pray you find someone who can put up with your mind games and your adorable goofiness, your useless words and those movies you love rewatching, but clearly darling, that wasn't me."

While the brunette swayed back into the shop the couple stayed outside cold and dismal as the rain pattered down onto them.

"Court," he started but was returned with a slap round the face.

"You think I can accept that? Ross, I love you , and I don't care if you don't want to return the words but I still think we shouldn't end things this way," She said placing her hand in his.

He shook it off and turning around a scowl forming on his face turning back at the heartbroken adult, "It's over," he spoke softly and moved on leaving the past behind his back.

He walked down the highstreet feeling free and happy of his new release nevertheless felt empty without her. Although he didn't know who she was.

Short update 💖