*Two weeks later*
Ever since Jon had told me two weeks ago that he wanted us to separate, I've been in a dump. I can't function right, I can't even talk right. All I can think about is never being able to see Jon again.
Currently, I'm hanging out with Joe, who wants me to "Talk about it" which will most likely end up with me crying, Joe comforts me, tells me to tell Jon how I feel blah blah blah.
"Sarah" Joe says, snapping me out of my train of thought
"Sorry" I mumble, barely understanding what I had said myself
"You can't be sad forever baby girl, if you and Jon are really gonna be going separate ways, I can assure you moping about it isn't the way to spend your last few days with him" He assured me
"I know and I understand that but...I just can't be happy" I sighed, "If I were to hang out with Jon for these remaining days, I would get super happy and all lovey and ugh! That would just make saying goodbye even harder"
"It's either that or regret" He paused, "Regretting your decision on not spending time with him, Regretting your decision to just mope around and act like your not gonna live to see another day"
I didn't respond, I didn't know how to respond because he was right.
"Look, it seems to me that your just gonna mope around and if that's what you want to do then fine. I just...if you can't make yourself happy, make Jon happy. Visit him will you?" Joe asked, pursing his lips together in a thin line. I could see nothing but sadness in his face, he cares about Jon, and I do too.
Hesitantly, I said "Okay...I'll visit him, but I'm not doing it for me...I'm doing it for him"
Smiling, Joe thanked me, "He's gonna be really happy"
After hearing Joe say that, a small smile crept up onto my lips, thinking about Jon...
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12 AM...it's late, and I'm waiting for Jon to walk through that door right there. Joe let me in, since him and Jon share a room now but since I agreed to hang out with Jon...Joe left and went to hang out with his cousins.
I looked down, hmm maybe I shouldn't have dressed so nice...and put bright red lipstick on...
Ugh he's gonna think I want to go said, and have drinks with him or something. Looking around frantically, I tried to find a hoodie of some sort to put on.
Standing up, I grabbed the nearest one and wrapped it around me, sliding my arms through the large sleeves.
"Well, I guess this will d-"
The door opens almost immediately, causing me to jump and almost scream.
"What are you....?" Jon asked, confused as he slowly closed the door behind him.
"Uh-...Um I" I stopped, taking a deep breath, "Joe let me in"
"Why exactly?" He asked, setting the key card down on the small, round coffee table.
"I um...I wanted to see you" I said, looking down at the zipper to the large hoddie I was wearing
He sat down on the bed, and started taking his shoes off, glancing at me every now and then. After doing so, he looked at me, then down at me legs, which weren't covered.
Shit
I knew getting dressed up was a bad idea. Wrapping my arms around me tighter, I took another deep breath.
"Not trying to sound....perverty but...are you wearing...any pants?" He asked me which caused me to let out a small, quiet chuckle
"No not necessarily" I said, I wanted to take the jacket off and show him I was wearing clothes but, he'd stare.
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Bad Boys Need Love Too( A Dean Ambrose Fan Fiction)
FanfictionI run away from home I meet a strange man Yep..Not something that happens everyday. Wanna know something else? That strange man turned out to be polite and amazing..maybe he isn't such a bad guy after all..or is he?