This is sad so I'm sorry!
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"Don't think....Just feel"
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College Au
Lance was sat down in front of his Boyfriend, Evan. His eyes filled with Curiosity.
"So what did you wanna tell me?"
Evan sighed, running his fingers through his thick blonde hair. A sheet of sweat covered his forehead, the fact that he was nervous was evident.
"God, I don't know how to tell you this... Lance... I've been..."
Lance's happy expression was soon changed to concern and a little bit of fear.
"You've been what?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at Evan.
"I've been cheating on you"
Lance's expression dropped. He felt like he got punched in that one spot in your stomach where your diaphragm is. The spot that hurts in an awkward way, and knocks the wind out of you. It hit him like a sledgehammer, or a truck going over the speed limit. All of the blood drained down from his face, and formed a pit in his stomach. His slightly chapped lips were parted and he stopped breathing for a second.
"Lance?"
"H....H-How long?"
Evan sighed "About 6 months"
"6 months? 6? We've been going out for 8."
The look of guilt was wild across the blondes face.
"So...who are they?" Lance asked surprisingly calm.
"Her name is Leslie... she's in my HIT class"
"So...why are you telling me now?"
"Because I thought I could love both of you simultaneously...But... I'm sorry Lance...
I don't love you anymore!"
Those words were the ones that hit Lance the most.
I don't love you anymore
I don't love you anymore
I don't love you anymore
Evan was the first one who ever did and now he lost that.
Lance has been in a number of unhealthy relationships.
This first one was when he was only 16.
Flashback
The door was being beated on, roughly.
It was enough to wake Lance up from his little nap he was taking after school. At the moment his mom was at the store, and his dad was at work.
He rubbed his eyes groggily and went to answer the door.
When he opened it, stood in the doorway was his boyfriend, Andrew.
Andrew was tall, slim, and very strong. He had a mess of black hair on top of his head, covered with a beanie.
"Drew? Are you okay"
"I'm not sure but I know you look fine!" He slurred.
"Andrew? Are you...Are you drunk!?"
"Pfft nooooooo!" He laughed, and tried leaning against the door frame, but he couldn't process his false actions and he tumbled to the ground.
Lance helped him up, and practically dragged Andrew to his room.
He sat down on the bed and started giggling at the bedsprings bouncing.
"Hey babe come hereeeeeeeee!"
Lance felt a little uneasy as he shut his door. He handed Andrew a bottle of water before sitting down next to him.
