Fights and Late Nights (e.b.c.)

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     "I can't believe you!" I screamed at him, throwing my phone at him as he stood by the wall.

     "Y/N, it was just fan kiss! It didn't mean anything, I promise!" Erick yelled back, walking over to me and trying to grab my hands.

     "Oh, really? So you went back for seconds because... why? For shits and giggles? Please. There is a video, Erick! I saw it all!" Tears started to stream down my face, and I pulled my hands from his grasp.

     "I saw the video, Y/N, and I know it looks bad, but it isn't what you are thinking! please, listen to me!" Tears started to fall down his face, his eyes begging me to believe him.

     "Really? Then what is it actually? Because it just looks like you were lip-locking some random girl on the street."

      Sighing, he slowly sank down onto the couch. He rubbed his face before looking back up at me, his eyes rimmed red.

     "She has cancer, Y/N," He looked down. "It's terminal. She didn't want anyone to know, and she didn't want that kiss recorded either, because it would raise hell."

     I sank down on to the couch next to him, wrapping him in my arms as he started to cry. "I am so sorry Erick. I feel like such an ass,"

     "You didn't know. I just- I couldn't lose you over something like this. I kissed her a second time because I knew it would be the last time I got to meet her." Pulling me with him, he lay down on the couch.

     I carefully raised my head, kissing him softly and running one hand through his hair as the other caressed his cheek.

     "I am so proud to be your girlfriend, mi amor," I said as I pulled away. "Thank you for always putting up with my craziness,"

     Erick smiled at me softly. "Te amo, Y/N,"

     "Te amo tambien, hermoso,"  I whispered as I drifted off to sleep.




      Hey lovelies! Kind of a sad one, but I hope you liked it. Next one will contain some serious smut, so be warned ;)

~Paige

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