always || bws

Three

It's been one week. One whole week without the two being together and Wednesday feels pathetic. She feels so pathetic that she became dependent on a boy to make her happy, to distract her from the voices inside of her head.

Brad didn't regret becoming dependent on her and he didn't regret needing her to make him happy. His mum always told him to find something that makes him happy and never let it slip away and that's what he did but unfortunately she slipped away on her own terms, not his.

He was everything to Wednesday and she let him go. It was the right thing, she thought, however her mum didn't think it was but she constantly told herself it was.

She thought it would help him stop focusing on her. So he could be happy without her. She knew he could easily find someone else and move on but she had never been more wrong. She made him happy and he didn't want anyone else, he wanted her.

Wednesday, on the other hand, thought that she would never be able to find someone to love her, someone to understand her as much as he understood her.

Of course she regrets it and shes hurting so much but she thought that the hurt would slowly fade away and if she was still with him the hurt would be there forever and she believed that she would be driving Brad to depression as well and she didn't want him to feel how she feels.

She hates herself, she hates every single thing about her and she couldn't help it. Brad loved every inch of her and couldn't see the flaws she was seeing, he couldn't understand that what she was seeing was disgusting to her because it was all a master piece to Brad. She always used to think that even sometimes that Brad didn't like her, just like the rest of the class.

That wasn't true though. Although he was two years older than her he wasn't bothered about seeming uncool to all the other primary or secondary boys for hanging around with a younger girl.

It sucked for them not to be in the same lessons as each other and sometimes not even the same breaks or lunches but she always knew he was there for her and she loved him for that. Sometimes he would even skip lessons to hang around with her at break and lunch, he did anything for her and she did anything for him even if it meant breaking her heart.

She loves him so much, so much that she couldn't even describe it and Brad felt the exact same way.

She was fourteen when she knew she had feelings for him but she didn't do anything about it, she thought that it would ruin everything and apparently fourteen year old Wednesday was right.

She was fifteen when he kissed her, his lips finally touching hers and they knew right there that they wanted to be with each other but Wednesday was stubborn and told him that she didn't like him like that but she knew that was a lie, she just didn't want to ruin their friendship.

Two years later when she was seventeen and he was nineteen she realised that she loved him but didn't do anything about it, she ignored the feelings because when she told him she didn't like him he told her that he only kissed her because he felt bad for her. That really was a bullet to the chest but he was lying because she hurt him and he wanted to hurt her back. He knew he loved her since he was sixteen and she was fourteen.

She was eighteen when he told her he loved her and instead of shooting him down again she kissed him and it lead to more. It was everything the two imagined it to be, perhaps even better.

Her eighteenth birthday was when they had sex and when they finally got together after years of waiting and arguments.

And now at nineteen and twenty one they have both lost the love of their life and it's all her fault.

He's on tour now and all the photos she sees of him he looks awful and he feels awful, the fans are asking him what's wrong and why is he so upset and he doesn't have an answer he could tell them and truthfully he couldn't really describe it to its full content.

Newspaper articles are being written about him making some bullshit stories up about him.

His fans know that they are best friends, well were best friends, but they never knew that they were together like that.

She get tweets and messages asking whats wrong with him and sending her photos of him crying during the concert and in interviews looking so sad that it led her to make her twitter private.

Neither of them have gone through a night without crying, without wishing that they were beside each other like they normally are.

She realises she made a mistake but she's too stubborn to tell him, to make it right.

They're soulmates so they'll come back to one another.

They're meant to be and no one can deny that.