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"i don't want you anymore." those same words echoed through my mind. the only thing i could ever think about. i lean against the counter and stare at the candy under the concession stand. i look to my left and see hannah and clay building a giant candy mountain. "you guys are gross." i say walking over to them. "shut up." hannah says playfully. a small blush falls on clays face and i give him a pat on the back. "how are you holding up?" hannah asks grabbing a box of M&M's. "honestly, not great. it hurt like hell. i mean he told me he didn't want me and i went to rosie's the next day. he's making out with some freshman." i say sadly tracing circles on the glass. "hey. don't beat yourself up." hannah says rubbing my back. "i know. i just wish it didn't end the way it did." i say sighing. "i'll be back." she says walking out the stand at to the theaters. "hannah. hannah, no." i say chasing after her. she runs in the theater that the jocks were in. "prefect the movies almost over." she mumbles. she runs through the aisles looking for him. she stops in front of the crowd and i hear them all groan. i hit my forehead and slide my hand down my face. i see her grab his hand and start to bring him my way. "nope. not doing this." i mumble, walking out the theater. "(Y/N). come here. now." she says behind me. i turn around and laugh. "why? there's nothing to talk about. i know how he feels." i say sarcastically smiling. "just come here." she says through closed teeth. i groan and stomp over there. "talk to each other." she says before walking away. i look at the ground and rock on my heels. "look we don't have to do this. you can go back to your friends. i have to work anyways." i say keeping my eyes on the floor and turning around. "wait." he says grabbing my wrist. i bite my lip keeping in my tears and stay facing the other way. "i'm sorry. i didn't mean it. it was a spur of the moment decision. people were talking shit and saying things about you. so i ended things thinking it would protect you." he whispers. i turn around and look him in the eyes. "you hurt me. you hurt me deep." i whisper letting a tear slip. "i'm sorry. give me another chance, please." he says grabbing my hands. "please." he repeats. i wipe my eye on his sleeve and squeeze his hands. "one last chance. that's all you get." i say looking at him. "i won't let you down." he says giving a small smile. "good because if you do i'm going to have tony kick your ass." i say laughing. "god no. do you have to talk about that?" he asks intertwining our fingers. "yes. let's escape." i whisper to him. "is your shift over?" he asks squinting his eyes at me. "no. but it's hannah and clay. they won't tell." i say smiling. "let's go." he says running to the door. i give the two a small wave before running out the building. "now, they're definitely gross." hannah says laughing. "young love." clay says in a high-pitched voice. "now helmet, that was the weirdest thing ever." hannah says going to her tower. "whatever." clay mumbles leaning on the counter.
