I layed there next to Corbyn like I did every night. He was sound asleep while I was wide awake. I felt left out of his life even though I'm on the right side of his bed. I was stressed out from every last thing he said. Recently we had gotten into a lot of fights and although in the end he apologized and said he meant none of it, I always thought that he meant every word he said. It hurt me and stressed me out alot. It feels like the feelings in the beginning of the relationship are left now like a ghost inside my head.
Of course I used to feel blessed when we started it all with love, but it's different now. I sat up and thought about everything. I must have made it noticeable because I woke Corbyn up.
"What are you doing up babe?" Corbyn asks in a raspy, sleep laced voice.
"Just thinking," I answer trying to choke back tears.
Corbyn I assume heard the sadness in my voice because he quickly sat up and wrapped his arms around me.
"What's wrong?" He questioned with a worry filled tone.
"I've been left out of my family, lied to by friends, talked about by your fans, and used by many people. The other day I was stared down and laughed at by a group of girls that then proceeded to tell me how much they hate me. And finally us. I love you but sometimes I feel like the feelings and the beginning have changed. I just can't keep fighting. Right now I don't think anyone could hang more pain on me," I let out.
"I feel like every conversation turns into basically a fight. I pray to god that you'll never leave but I can't keep feeling like this Corbyn," I add.
I can feel Corbyn's tears on my shirt.
"I'm so sorry Y/n. I didn't know that this was happening. I can talk to my fans tomorrow and I know that your passed is hard but now is the present so I promise I'll help you get past everything. And your family, they are idiots. You are the most amazing person I've ever met. They're stupid to lose you but now me and the boys are your family. I will never fight with you again, and I am sorry that I causes some of this pain. Nobody as wonderful as you should have to feel like this."
Corbyn looked me in the eyes when he said this. I knew he really meant every word. Just like that all those feelings that made me feel like there were ghosts inside my head were back. I knew he never meant anything he said and he just loved me.
"I love you so much Y/n," Corbyn quickly add.
The tears that were streaming down my face were wiped away by the pad of his thumb. I leaned towards him as he wrapped his arms around me again. He help me tight as this was the last time he'd ever see me. I once again felt blessed that I had such an amazing boyfriend as Corbyn Matthew Besson.
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A/n:
Heyguys! This was inspired by 'Left Out' by Gnash. It's a sad song but I like it so go listen! Bye guys I love you all!
