Cheater

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You had just got back to the team 10 house after visiting your family and you couldn't wait to see everyone especially Anthony, your boyfriend.

After greeting the people downstairs, you make your way up to your room to dump your bags then you go through to Anthony's room.

You walk into his dark room to see him sleeping. You lay down next to him and shake him lightly.

"Baby wake up" you kiss his forehead. "I'm home"

His eyes flutter open and you immediately notice they are slightly red and bloodshot.

"I missed you" he mumbles pulling you into a hug.

He keeps his arms tightly round you for a while and when he pulls away he wipes a tear away from his face.

"What's wrong?" You ask, your voice filled with concern.

"It's nothing" he wipes his eyes again.

"No it's not, I've never seen you cry before"

He looks down and fiddles with the sleeve of his hoodie, not saying anything.

"Tony what is it? You can tell me anything" you put your hand on his shoulder in a comforting way.

"You're gonna hate me" his voice cracks and more tears start falling.

"No I'm not. Just tell me"

"I... I... cheated on you" he whispers still not looking at you.

"You what?" You move away from him on the bed, taking your hand off his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry"

You both go silent for a couple of seconds and you look around the room for cameras to see if it's a prank. You don't see any and you can tell by the way that he's acting that this is real.

"Who with?" You ask quietly, breaking the silence.

"Some girl at the club, I don't even know her name. I was so drunk and I missed you and she just came onto me... and I let her"

"Did you have sex with her?" You whisper.

"No. God no. We made out a couple times until I realised what I was doing. I'm so so sorry baby"

"Don't call me baby" you stand up. "I need time to think"

He nods still crying. "I understand. I love you"

You don't say anything you just leave the room without looking back then go into your own room where you cry yourself to sleep.

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