Do You Think I'm Okay? t.f. x reader

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Okay so, quickly, I know this is annoying but..
IM WRITING A MARVEL PREFERENCES BOOK!
I'm so fucking excited. I've already written the first chapter and it's 7000+ words 😩
It took me literally 5 hours to write so..
You guys know I love Marvel, and I'm actually really proud of it, so I would be SO THANKFUL if some of you checked it out.
Anyways, back to the heartbreak.

I sat on my couch, numbly watching FRIENDS as Emma sat next to me, holding me in a tight embrace.
I wanted to watch The Office because I had almost gotten to Jim and Pam's wedding, but I just couldn't bring myself to watch it.
It just felt wrong now.

I blinked, my heart beat, I inhaled and exhaled, but other than that, I felt dead. Empty. Hollow.
I blinked, but my eyes were sore from crying.
My heart beat, but it felt different, like it wasn't actually doing anything.
I inhaled and exhaled, but it hurt, a burning sensation filling me each time.

I was broken.
My body could function properly right now, yet I was still alive. Somehow.

With a sigh, Emma paused the show, causing my blinking pattern to break.
"Y/N, this isn't okay. You need to get out. Everyone is worried about you. Everyone in real life AND online."
I remained silent; not really wanting to hear her preach for the fifth time this week.
"Y/N, please. You've been inside, doing nothing but binging food and TV for three weeks now. You haven't tweeted, haven't posted a pic on Instagram, it's a whole other cycle of #WheresY/N."

I finally turned my head to look at her, her eyes searching mine. I could tell her heart broke a little bit more at the sight of me.
My eyes were sunken in and my under-eye bags turned into suitcases.
My lips were chapped from dehydration.
My skin was breaking out slightly from binging junk food and not taking care of myself.
My hair was frizzy and messily thrown into a bun.
I was a mess.

"Okay." I croaked out, my voice hoarse from not speaking.
Emma had a hopeful glint in her eyes at hearing me talk.
"Okay.. what?"
"Okay, I'll tweet something. Will you leave me alone then?" I snapped at the end.
Emma nodded, taking my time with a grain of salt because she knew what I was going through.

"Okay then." I sighed, reaching over to my table and grabbing my phone. 15%. I hadn't even cared enough to charge my fucking phone..
I went to Twitter, immediately seeing tons of fans and other celebrities tweeting about me.. and Tom?
"Emma, why are people tweeting about Tom too?"
She leaned over, looking at my phone.
"Well Y/N, you're not the only one that got cheated on, you know."
And then something inside me clicked.
I don't know what, but it snapped.

I leapt up off my couch, slipping on some Adidas floral slides, grabbing my phone and my keys.
Emma stood up, looking at me confusedly.
"What are you doing? Where are you going?"
"To Tom's."
"Looking like that?"
"I have a feeling he'll be looking the same. Because like you said, I'm not the only one that got cheated on."
I smiled for the first time since we caught Daniel and Emma.

I raced out of the house, going to my garage and unlocking my light pink Cadillac Convertible.
What? I said I liked vintage stuff.
I drove down the driveway and all the way to Tom's place.
I drove as quickly as I could, slightly going over the speed limit. Oops?
Eh, it was an emergency.

I stopped at the end of his driveway, running up the rest of the way, nearly tripping over my slides a few times.
Once I made it to his door, I banged on it for a few seconds before stopping, pushing strands of messy hair out of my sweaty face.
Dear god I need to exercise..

A minute later and he opened the door. My hunch was correct. He was in the same state I was.
"Y/N? Are you okay? What's wro-"
I cut him off by grabbing his face, and pulling him down, locking his lips with mine. Both of our lips were chapped, so I wasn't too self conscious about it. I'm just glad I put on a little EOS.

I put all of my heart and soul, whatever was left of it, into that kiss. I'm just praying to god he could feel it.
We finally parted for air, only moving back an inch.
"Do You Think I'm Okay?" I mumbled on his lips, looking up and staring deep into his eyes.
"I don't know, but what I do know is..

I'm definitely in love with you."