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anonymous requested a prompt 29 with my baby Kian :))

Prompt 29: "I can't make her love me." 

  I really recommend listening to the song while reading this one!   

Song: Bed of Lies by Nicki Minaj ft. Skylar Grey  

~DaNi

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Kian sat on his bed as Y/N gathered her things. He knew this was coming, what he did couldn't be forgiven. He wanted to stop her, he wanted to hold her in his arms but he did none of this. Kian wanted nothing more than to glaze over his mistakes with sweet words and gentle touches. There was nothing left of their love but empty bed sheets and swallowed words. She felt his betrayal on her skin, as she laid in the same bed as so many others had. Her shaky fingers gripped the suitcase, but all the strength had left her by now. All that was left of her was trembling crippled bones. Kian went to reach for her bag but she recoiled from him. He sunk back to the bed as she left the room, returning with Jc. He lifted her bag, and wrapped an arm of security around her as he led her to the sidewalk. Half of her expected Kian to come rushing after her, and half of her wanted him to. But he didn't. Kian knew she wanted to leave and so he let her. 

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The thoughts came in like a tidal wave, filling every corner of his mind. The feeling of her skin underneath his was the most comforting. The way he could reach to the left side of the bed and feel her there, beside him. Her lips would pull into a smile when his fingers trailed over her skin, so feather light until goosebumps would appear down her arms. She would turn, her lips feeling like silk against his own, molded and woven to be stitched against his so perfectly. It's as though her body was made from the same heart, beating against his in a way no other body can. Kian's eyes focused on the ceiling trying to think of a way to erase her from his mind. He's written her into the back of his eyes, and every time they were closed he saw her everywhere. Kian will spend every second of the rest of his life rewriting the way his mind will always fall back to her.  

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Y/N sat in her car, hesitation evident in her mind. She can't let him prevent her from seeing the people she cares about. Franny would be waiting inside and Y/N was determined to see her. So she stepped out of her car, and used her key to unlock the door. The boys offered for Y/N to continue to live with them, in Franny's room. But Y/N couldn't bear being that close to Kian, so as a compromise they let her keep her key. She shut the door behind her, flinching as the slamming echoed in the room. As if God was listening to her worst fear, Kian came into view and froze at the sight of her. Y/N kept her eyes on the ground, knowing that looking into his eyes would melt her ice cold armor she was building. He didn't say anything to her as she moved past him towards Franny's room. But she stopped, as Franny opened the door to her bedroom. Y/N turned and took a few steps until she was standing right in front of Kian. She looked up into his eyes, and saw an empty shell. Where light used to reflect in his eyes was just a dull brown now. She leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek as she dropped her ring into his palm. He knew what that meant, and he let her turn around and head into Franny's room. He knew that this was the very end. There would be no wedding, no future. But Kian didn't complain because he deserved it. Kian looked down at the ring his hand, knowing he would never give it to anyone else. 

"I can't make her love me." Kian told Jc, who had opened his mouth to comfort Kian. Kian doesn't deserve the sympathy he's receiving. 

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Y/N stood in Franny's room, frozen against the door. Franny reached out and took her hand, which was now free of an engagement ring. Y/N was going to marry him, oh how a few little lies can change the course of someone's future. She wanted to run to him, so badly. Y/N missed his warmth, his skin making the cold winter nights a little less cold. The warm whiskey in his eyes warming her to the bone, making every nerve tingle, and every hair stand on end. His voice soothing the deep panic embedded in her, making all her problems feel like no big deal. Y/N wanted so badly for this to have a happy ending to their story, but something told her that the world was out of happy endings. The thing she missed the most was the way he said I love you. She missed the way it made her stomach flutter and her heart skip a beat. She missed feeling weak in his arms, and she missed how loving him used to feel like a blessing, rather than an obligation. 

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In the evening, everyone was asleep, so Y/n escaped to the pool. She sunk into the water, the lights changing color every now and again. She didn't feel relaxed, because without him how could she? Almost as if the universe heard her silent pleas, Kian made his way to the backyard. He stopped dead when he saw her. He was dressed in gray joggers, and nothing else and it made her heart stop. She pulled herself out of the pool and stepped hesitantly towards him. She reached for his hands and pulled him towards the lip of the pool. They were always being pulled towards each other, they couldn't fight the gravity between them.  She sunk down into the pool again, and reached for Kian to follow. He lowered himself into the water, not caring he wasn't in swimming trunks. She carefully wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. His arms wound around her as she pressed her forehead against his. Both of them knew that they were done for good, but their hearts were aching. They yearned for the others touch. So for now, they're going to pretend, if only for one night, that they were okay.