You: Please tell me you don't actually mean that
Alex: I don't know
You: haven't you seen how much people cared about Hannah? How she shouldn't have?
Alex: not really?
Alex: mostly I've seen a lot of people trying to cover up their mistakes and being as selfish as ever. I can't see whether or not they ever cared about Hannah at all, except for, like, Clay
Alex: And maybe her parents
Alex: But that wouldn't even be a problem for me. My parents are rarely home, they won't notice my absence at all
You: What about me??
Alex: you hate me half of the time anyways, and we've not known each other that long
Alex: your life will just go back to how it was before we started talking
You: no it wouldn't
You: and I don't want it to
You: Alex, please don't
You: and I don't hate you. I've never hated you
You: I just get scared, okay? I get scared to lose you. Like I realize that I'm pretty much just a snarky bitch and you could secretly hate me
You: but I really don't want to lose you. I can't. Please
Alex: you aren't
Alex: and you'll be okay. I'm not that great. And someday, I'll accidentally hurt you, just like I did with Hannah, and I don't want to do that. You're better off with out me, okay? I promise you that
You: Alex, please don't talk like that, you know that that isn't true
You: I'm coming over
Alex: no
Alex: don't
Alex: I mean, you don't have to
Alex: at least not tonight
Alex: I'm not going to do anything tonight
Alex: I was just thinking
You: I don't care
You: I'm coming anyways
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A Loser With A Cellphone (Alex Standall)
Fanfiction"Hello?" "Who is this?" "I found your number on the bandroom floor..." started: may 12, 2017 finished: september 17, 2017
