This WASN'T Planned // (Weston Koury / Mario Selman Fanfiction)

Chapter 16

Allison's P.O.V.

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Private message with Mario 🚀

Mario 🚀: Any plans for today? 👀

Me: I'm thinking of going to taco bells in a bit 😋😋

Mario 🚀: I WANNA GO TOOOOO

Me: 😂😂😭 I'm gonna get ready so brbrbrbrbrb

Mario 🚀: 😩😤

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I straighten my hair then do my usual make up: eyebrows, eyeliner, mascara, and lip balm. I slip into some black jeans that were teared at the knees then throw on a black and white adidas hoodie. I call an uber as I slip on my black converse and run down the stairs.

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Private message with Mario 🚀

Me: Back!

Mario 🚀: ABOUT TIME

Mario 🚀: You better save me a taco or im gonna have a bf.

Me: ARE YOU FINALLY COMING OUT OF THE CLOSET?!

Mario 🚀: What.

Mario 🚀: ALLYYYYAYHXJSIJZ!!!!

Mario 🚀: Bf means bitch fit. HAVE YOU NOT WATCHED MEAN GIRLS?

Me: Yes but I'm not surprised you have.

Me: You probably have all the lines down by memory.

Mario 🚀: -_- stuff your face with tacos and shut up.

Me: I would but I just got in my uber and he drives very slow. Cant wait to get there tomorrow! Thanks obama!

Mario 🚀: PFFFFHAHAHAHAHA

Mario 🚀: I legit just spit out the water i was drinking. No joke.

Me: I am pretty hilarious, arent I?

Mario 🚀: I like to think I'm funny as well.

Me: Keep thinking.

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"We're here." The driver says as he parks the car. I slip my phone into my pocket and open the door, getting off of the car. I tell the driver to wait for me since I'm just going to order some food and after he agrees, I make my way into the restaurant that I love so dearly.

I wait in line and look at all the choices on the menu above. Do I JUST want a taco? I think not!

I finally get to the front of the line and place my order, then take a seat at a booth and wait to be called.

"Oh my god, Weston." I hear someone laugh, the name Weston makes my head jot up and my eyes quickly fall on the person with the familiar voice.

"Beth, I'm being dead serious." He says smiling. My eyes trail down his arm to his hand where I notice that their hands are inter-whined. I have this sudden pain in my stomach, I need to get out of here.

I slide out of the booth and go to the counter, "Is my order ready?" I ask one of the people working behind the counter.

"Um, it will be in a bit." A lady says, giving me a smile. I awkwardly smile back and stand there. I look back at them and see them kissing now. I feel a pain in my heart, like someone just stabbed me right in the chest.

"Are you okay?" The lady says, making my eyes dart back to her. Why is she so blurry?

"Uh- Um- Yeah, I- I'm fine."

She extends her hand out with a blurry napkin, "I'll bring your food in a second."

I nod and take the napkin from her, realizing I have tears running down my cheeks. I wipe my tears and throw the napkin away as the lady gives me my bag.

"Thank you." I mutter and run out of the restaurant.

I wipe my tears as I open the car door with my other hand. I slip into the back seat and tell the driver to take me back home. He nods and puts the car in drive.

I look out the window, but my mind floods with the image of them kissing. He looked so happy without me. Beth sounded even happier.

I pull at the car door then begin to cry when it won't open.

"What are you doing?" The driver says, looking at me through a mirror.

"Please unlock the door."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No."

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that."

"Please.." I cry.

"Were almost at your house, okay?"

I sit there taking heavy breaths and wait to get home. This guy couldn't care less if I died or not, he just doesn't want to be responsible for it. I'm sure nobody would care.

I feel my phone vibrate and I slip it out to see a text from Mario.

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Mario 🚀: Do you have my taco 😩

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I leave him on read and continue to shake with anxiety.

"We're here." The driver says. I get off the car and pay him, my hand shaking while I hand him the money.

"Listen, you'll be okay. You'll get over this and you'll be alright. Don't do anything you'll end up regretting." He says holding my hand lightly. He gives me a smile then takes the money and drives away.

I sigh and make my way inside. Don't do anything you'll end up regretting, my mind whispers. You made a promise. I made a promise.