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Gabby's POV
i've been listening to my phone constantly vibrate over and over again, with the occasional FaceTime ringtone playing. i haven't looked at my phone though, i've just been blatantly staring off into the darkness.

i stopped crying about 10 minutes ago, but my body is too exhausted to move. i'm cold and i can feel the goosebumps on my body and myself shake every so often.

after a few more minutes of staring off into absolutely nothing, i decide to check my phone to see who's texting and calling me (and what they're texting me) and the time.

2:13. great.

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48 missed calls
93 iMessages
14 missed FaceTime calls
22 voicemails
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i scroll through some of the texts. most of them were everyone asking where i was and why i disappeared.

not one text from lucas.

not to apologize. or to check how i was. or where i was. or to just explain himself. damn. that hurts

once i get towards the most recent messages, i see the girls freaking out in our group chat. once i finally process what happened, i roll my eyes.

oh no adapt. what did you do?

i don't respond to any messages, but instead facetime alex. it rings twice then connects. i can barely see his face, which is strange for being in downtown LA.

"alex." i clear my throat, due to a voice crack

"Gabby. where the fuck are you?" he asks sternly

"i'm fine alex. i promise."

"did i ask that? where are you?" he sounds angrier than before

"i don't know alex. i'm in a park. that's all i know. i don't know where i ran, what way the club is, nothing." i feel a tear slip down my cheek

"go into messages and share your location with me." he demands

"alex. i really don't want to see anyone right now"

"i'm by myself Gabby. i got kicked out of the club."

"for punching lucas. i know. i heard." my head lowered when i said his name. i am absolutely in love with this boy and he just repeatedly steps on my heart.

"don't cry gabby. please just send me your location and i'll be there as fast as i can" i nod and do as he said

~15 minutes later~
i haven't moved from the spot i've been in since i got here.

"gabby?" i hear a whisper

"gabrielle" the whisper got louder

"alex?" i question softly, but loud enough for him to hear.

i see a flashlight turn towards me and footsteps pace towards my direction. he sits next to me and pulls me into his lap and hugs me tighter than i've ever been hugged before. i can't hold back my weeps anymore. i sobbed into his chest and cried even harder than the first time, if that's even possible.

he rocks me back and forth and rubs one hand in circles on my back while the other one is placed on my head, at moments playing with my hair.

"you're freezing cold. let's get you back to the house" alex says

"alex. i can't. i can't face him right now." i reply, still crying

"well then i'll take you back to your house." he suggests

"i just really don't want to see anyone or anyone to see me like this"

"fine. we can go to a hotel and stay there for the night." he sighs, defeated.

"i'd rather just stay here. i have no energy to do anything but cry."

"well you're not sleeping outside all night. i don't care what you say. it's not happening"

"i don't want you to have to pay for me being a stupid bitch."

"gabby. you're not a stupid bitch. don't say that. you're freaking amazing and that asshole fucked up and he knows it."

"he didn't even text me. he doesn't care about me alex and he made me believe that he did." i cried, almost in a whisper

"don't think that. i know he genuinely cares about you. i've never seen him like this over a girl before. he's just been happier since he's met you." there was a pause of silence, then alex picked me up bridal style and walked to a bench on the sidewalk. "i'm ordering an uber and we're going to a hotel"

i don't say anything, but i shiver. he puts me on the bench next to him, stands up and takes off his bomber jacket. he hands it to me and i put it on without hesitation. i'm practically swimming in it, but it's so warm.

he puts his arm around me and pulls me into his side. i lean my body against him and steal as much warmth from him as possible.

when our uber arrived, we hopped into the back of the car and i laid my head down on Alex's lap.

once we arrive at a random hotel, we get out and i hop onto Alex's back.

he explains how we need a room for just the night to the man at the front desk and, luckily, they have a few spare rooms open. alex got the key card and we headed for the room

he placed me on the bed, but i could see my reflection from the mirror on the wall.

"wow. i look disgusting" i laugh

"no you don't. shut up." alex laughs

"i'm gonna go wash my makeup off the best i can and shower if i have the energy to." i informed him, slowly rising to my feet.

turn my music on and press shuffle after turning on the water. my playlist plays on spotify and plays a lot of happy, energetic music and i could feel my mood being lifted little by little.

i decide that i should take a shower and place my phone inside the shower where the soap would be placed so i could hear the music better.

everything was going completely fine until it came on. the song he sang to me. the song that i'll never be able to listen to again. i just freeze as the the chorus plays

in case you didn't know
baby i'm crazy 'bout you
and i would be lyin' if i said that i could live this life without you

i finally snap out of my trance and shut my phone off completely.

when i get out of the shower, i realize i have no pajamas, so i just put my bodysuit back on and exit the bathroom.

alex is half asleep on the bed, but when i walk out, he looks at me and groggily asks, "is that what you're sleeping in?"

i look down, shrug my shoulders and reply with "it's all i got."

"here" he stands up and takes his long Vlone shirt off and hands it to me. "wear this. you'll be more comfortable."

i do as said. i put the shirt on over my bodysuit. as he walks over to the bed, i slip my bodysuit off and throw it on the dresser next to the tv so i won't forget it.

we're both exhausted, so i crawl into bed next to a shirtless adapt, lay my hand on his stomach and head on his chest while he wraps his arm around me and fall asleep to the thought of what could've been with me and lucas.

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