-- (Y/N)'s POV --
It's been three months since I've seen or talked to Anthony. He left me saying that our relationship was going nowhere. I wanted to try to keep going, to fix everything. Guess Anthony had other plans. I didn't talk to the guys much anymore, since they were his friends. I glanced at my phone as it began to ring. Something in me wished that it was Anthony calling me and wanting to talk to me or something. No, it was just my friend.
"Hello?" I answered the phone.
"Hey! The girls and I were thinking about going to the club in town. Want to come?" (F/N) asked me. I wanted to say no, but the girls have been trying to get me out of the house as much as possible.
"Yeah, I guess. You coming to pick me up or you want me to meet you there?" I asked as I made my way too the closet. I look through the dresses I had and found one I would wear. It was a tight blue one that I bought about a year ago for a wedding. I slid it on before going to my vanity.
"I'll pick you up in like twenty minutes. Be ready." I heard the phone click meaning the call ended. Once at my vanity, I did my makeup and quickly curled my hair. To be honest, I looked pretty hot. I grabbed my purse and made my way down the stairs.
I looked for my heels and slowly slid them on before looking at the mirror in my closet. I smirked as I took a picture and soon posted it on Instagram. I knew Anthony still followed me on it and I knew he would be jealous if he saw the picture. I posted it and instantly got likes on it.
Going out with the girls! Haven't been to the club in awhile! Can't wait! :)
I captioned the picture before posting it. I glanced out my window and noticed that (F/N) had rolled up to my house. She smiled at me as we got into the car and drove off to the club. Tonight was going to be fun.
-- Anthony's POV --
Three months ago did I make the stupid mistake of leaving (Y/N). I left her because someone told me she was cheating on me behind my back.... she wasn't. Now, she's probably with another guy and doesn't ever wonder about me. I sighed as I was just scrolling through Twitter on my computer. My phone vibrated and I noted that (Y/N) had posted a new picture on Instagram. It was her looking as beautiful as ever. I sighed as I noticed Craig calling me.
"Anthony! Get dressed! We are going out." Craig said once I answered the call. I sighed and got off of Twitter.
"Who do you mean by 'we', Craig? I don't want to go out and people assuming we're gay together." Anthony said as Craig just mumbled something.
"You, myself, Tyler, Marcel, Evan, and Brock. This was Tyler's idea. He knows you still love (Y/N) and wants you to forget about her." Craig spoke. I looked at the clock and nodded.
"Okay, fine. Come pick me up then. I'll be ready." I said as I hung up the call. I went to my closest as I tried to get the best shirt that I had and slid it on. I looked at my mirror and smiled some as I took a picture and posted it on Instagram.
Night out with the boys!
Was all I put as a caption. I waited in my living room for the guys to pull up to take me out. I didn't know if we were going to the bar or a club, but I just hope it wasn't the same club that (Y/N) was going to. I doubt that I was going to handle it. I noticed Tyler pull up in his car with Craig and made my way outside and into the car. God, I hope something good happens tonight.
-- (Y/N)'s POV --
The girls and I were standing at the bar doing a few shots. I only did three and looked towards the dance floor. As much as I wanted to be here, I kind of just wanted to be home watching some TV. I sighed as I got another shot and quickly downed it. I looked at the empty glass I had in my hand before I turned around (F/N) grabbed my hand and pulled me to the dance floor.
We began to dance to the songs for around fifteen minutes before I moved towards an empty table in the corner. I pulled out my phone and began to go through Twitter. I didn't really see anything that seemed interesting except a Tweet that Craig put. It was just saying that the guys and him were going out. I went out a small laugh as I went back towards the bar.
"Can I have whiskey please?" I asked as I sat at the barstool. The bartender nodded.
"Sure you can, dear!" The bartender said as she handed me my glass. I sighed and quickly chugged it. Behind me, I could hear a familiar laugh. I quickly turned around and my eyes locked with someone.
It was Anthony. He was with Craig, Tyler, Marcel, and Brock. Why come to this club? Why tonight? I could feel my eyes tear up some as Tyler looked towards me. His eyes widened some as he looked back at the guys. I threw some money down on the countertop and quickly left the club. I couldn't be around any of them just incase something happened. Once I got outside of the club, I inhaled slowly before I felt someone grab my wrist. I thought it would have been Anthony, but it was some random guy.
"Hey, baby. Want to come back to my place? We can get you out of that.... tight dress..." I said as I could just smell the alcohol on his breath. He was completely wasted. I quickly ripped my wrist from his grip.
"Leave me alone." Was all I said as I began to walk down the sidewalk. I didn't get too far before I was being shoved against the side of the building.
"Come on, baby. You know you want to come back to my place...." He whispered in my ear. I closed my eyes as the male had a hand slowly running over my body.
"P-please leave me alone! Get off me!" I tried to shout but I knew no one could hear me.
"Hey. Get off her you creep!" I heard a familiar voice say. The male that was pushing me against the building was soon thrown to the ground as I slowly opened my eyes. Tyler and Marcel were both holding the guy on the ground. I looked over and saw Anthony looking over me.
"Are you okay? He didn't hurt you, did he?" Anthony as looking me over some more as I slowly shook my head.
"N-no. I'm fine. Thank you guys. Thanks a lot." A small smile moved over my lips. Tyler and Marcel took the guy away while Craig and Brock walked away. Now I was standing here alone with Anthony.
"I'm glad that I got out here before he did anything to you." Anthony said with a smile. I smiled softly and soon looked away. God, was his smile contagious.
"Thanks again, Anthony. I'm glad you guys came out." I said as I soon looked up at Anthony. He looked at the club then back at me.
"You need a ride home? I can get Tyler to take you home." Anthony said. I looked down the sidewalk and shook my head.
"I was just going to walk.... you want to walk with me?" I asked as I began to walk down the sidewalk. Anthony soon joined me.
It was a very quiet walk home. Neither of us talked as we just enjoyed the night. Once we got to my house, we just laid in the grass in my backyard. It was a clear night so we could see the stars perfectly. It felt like a normal day, like nothing has ever happened to us. I slowly turned to look at Anthony and noticed he was looking at me. I slowly sat up and look at my hands.
"I've missed you, (Y/N). I regret breaking up with you. I'm sorry for what happened..." Anthony said. I looked at him as he soon scooted closer to me.
"I've missed you, too, Anthony. The girls have been trying to get me out once a week. All I do is stare at old pictures of us or watch TV." I laughed softly. I laid my head on Anthony as he smiled at me.
"Can we.... try again? I promise this time that I won't let anything get in between us. I won't ever let you go." Anthony said. I could feel tears slowly stream down my face.
"Oh, Anthony. I love you. Yes, we can try again." I said as I moved over to him and kissed him softly.
God, I loved this man with everything in me. I'm so glad that he's mine once again...
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Banana Bus Crew Oneshots
FanfictionAs the title says! Banana Bus Crew oneshots! Requests are open! Read the first chapter for information on how to request! Hope you enjoy! -- WARNING -- Some stories will be sad. Some stories will contain either scenes or descriptions of self harm...