Magcon BoyxBoy One-Shots

I'm Happy Now

Hai, I'll explain if you please...

Nash's Pov:
Today me and Taylor went out to get some food then hang out for awhile. Me and her have been hanging out a lot lately and it seems to be getting on Cameron's nerves. I don't understand why actually, he hangs out with Aaron 95% of the time so why can't I spend 100% of my time with Taylor?! Oh...wait I understand 5% of his time is spent trying to be with me, 100% of my time is spent ranting to Taylor about how he never spends time with me. He is trying to spend time with me, he wants to spend time with me. I push Cameron away, he doesn't push me away. He wants me, needs me? Do I want him...do I need him? Taylor...I love Taylor. Not Cameron.
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I want to talk to Cam today and tell him how I feel and what I've been thinking about. I don't want him to feel like its his fault for me ignoring him and not acknowledging his attempts to spend time with me. Its about 11:45, and I was thinking about taking him to lunch. Maybe if we are in a public places his reaction with be temperate, and semi relaxed. As I arrived to the building that held so many memories, I just stared. I looked at the building that started this unbreakable bond between me and Cam " Nash!! I love you...more than a I should, I feel my heart skip a beat whenever you simply touch my hand. I feel a wave a jealousy wash over me everything I see you hugging someone who isn't me. I fear of loosing you everyday and every night." The words he spoke hit me like train, I felt like everything in my body was frozen, and my mind when blank. The only thing I felt the need to do was hold him, and tell him I love him over and over again. I finally stopped thinking about the memories this building will hold and walked inside. People at their mailbox and others just lounging in the lobby. I entered the elevator and pressed the button that will take me to the 6th floor. I still had my extra key so knocking wasn't something I often did. As I walked in the room almost seemed empty...a simple couch and dining table. The curtains hanging above the Balcony window wide open, supplying the room with the brightest of light. I walked to the table to find a small white slip of paper flipped upside down with my name neatly written on the back. I flipped the note over and began to read:

Dear Nash,
I have decided that it would be in my best interest to leave California. You have been so vacant in my life that I feel I'm not worthy to be in the same place as you. I love you and its easy to see that you love Taylor. By the time you will see this I will probably be on the other side of the country or somewhere that will make me happy. Goodbye Nash
Love, Cameron

I looked over the neatly written note looking for some kind of hint as to where he could be. I wanted to hold him and tell him it was all my fault, to tell him that everything will be okay and that I will never leave him. I don't want to lose him forever, I need him. I want him. I love him not Taylor. Never would I have been able to truly love Taylor.

Cam's Pov:
I'm leaving, finally leaving the places filled with memories that only seem to break me. Memories that once made me smile, now make me feel as if i'm lost and broken. As I walk down the empty midnight streets of Malibu California, I remember I have one last thing to do. I walk down to the beach and sit under the boardwalk gazing at beauty behind the ocean and the stars colliding. I take out the two most important things to me from my ragged and torn bag. A bottle filled with pills with names I can't evem pronounce, and a half finished bottle of Bourbon. Now I can be somewhere that makes me happy...somewhere no one can hurt me. Then i open my phone, I see that Nash has texted me 20+ times and I wonder if he got my note. I write out my last messge to him with simple words and simple emotions: I'm sorry for not being good enough for you. I'm sorry for everything I've ever said or done to hurt you. This is my final goodbye to you.
I sent the message without even second guessing myself. With little to none of my actually emotions shown in the text I was satisfied. I didn't bother read what he said next...I downed every last pill dry and took down as much bourbon as humanly possible. My hands started to shake and my breathing became heavier. I felt myself giving up but I fought as long as i could. Being barely able to use my arms I sent one last thing to Nash"I Love You". Then I finally gave up on everything. Now I am happy

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Hai! I haven't updated this book in awhile but now i finally have some type of inspiration to start writing and I'm sorry for making this sad its just i was watching a really sad animation movie and it just happens. If you having any request or questions, you can comment them or send them to me!! I love you guys💐