~Jack's pov~
I had loved Alex for so long - but to know that he was only faking our love, sex, our whole relationship made me more sad then I had ever been. Cutting everyday, not eating. Everything you can imagine of. He truly made me want to die..
"Jack!" Alex called to me. I rolled my eyes, slowly getting off of the bed, stumbling to the door.
"What do you want?" I sloppily said, opening the door.
"I-I still love you."
"Well you lost me!"
"Just fucking love me Jack! I love you so much. I just couldn't handle everything." Alex said, emotions pouring through his words.
"I-I believe in second chances.." I spoke out.
"Really?"
"Yes." I said taking his chin, clashing our heads together.
"Love me"
"I do love you." I said kissing Alex one last time.
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FanfictionYour mess in my chest has me stressed and depressed Do your eyes miss my name when you check on your texts, or not? Requests are still open. :)
