ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ #12 i love the 1975, okay? also shannon, lucas' gf, is great. i have nothing against her. and louis hynes is in this one because i love him.
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i tell you lies but it's only sometimes you pick a fight and i'll define it
"why would i cheat on you!?" lucas' voice echoed through the repainted, lavender walls of your bedroom.
"i don't know, you tell me." your answer was much more calm as you walked over and sat on the edge of your mattress. the off-white sheets still undone.
lucas ran his palms through his face, sighing and sitting down next to you. he took your hand in his wondering whether he should tell you the truth or not. he had been lying to you about shannon for a while now, plus shannon was just a fling and you were the real deal.
he sighed once again, his hazel brown eyes looking down at your intertwined hands.
i swear that i- i only called her one time, maybe it was two times. don't think it was three times, can't be more than four times. think we need to rewind, you text that boy sometimes. must be more than three times.
"oh my god, you're two-timing me!" with wide (e/c) eyes you stand up from the bed, realizing his hand from his.
"y/n, i swear it doesn't mean anything. i just call her up sometimes but it's nothing, i swear!"
a low, sarcastic chuckle leaves your plump lips. "yeah, and how many times a day do you call her exactly?"
"i don't know. but it's not more than one time, maybe two and that's it!" you roll your eyes, walking away from him towards the other side of your room.
opening the beige, wooden door you look up into his eyes again speaking calmer this time. "get out." and now lucas has officially regretted not giving the lying another try.
"seriously? c'mon y/n, you text louis all the time! and he clearly has a thing for you!" he defends, walking to you and closing the door again.
"well maybe louiswill know how to appreciate me!" he laughed, running a hand through his hair and giving you an 'are you serious?' kind of look.
she said that i, i should have liked it. i told her "i only use it sometimes" except when i, i need reminding i'm petrified, i'm petrified
reaching out for your hand again, he watched as you huffed in annoyance. "please, babe, forgive me." he pleaded, you didn't look at him because you knew that if you did you'd probably be completely vulnerable and fall for it again.
"you know what, babe?" you asked, emphasizing his nickname. "i'm 72 different flavors of done with you" you snatched your hand from his grip once again opening the door.
"y/n..." he stood still, almost as if he were petrified. "i'm sorry, i really am. what can i do to make it up to you?"
you gulped, looking at him as a stray tears rolled down your cheek. "there's nothing you can do now. please, just go."
you wet my eyes, but i don't mind it... you're textin', oh, yeah.
allowing tears to leave his own eyes, he respected your decision and decided to leave. "you know i love you, right?" you nod slowly, looking down at the carpeted floor and closing the door behind him.
hearing the front door open, you let all the tears fall. your phone son notifying you of a new message.
louis😎 hey y/n, i finally watched that movie you told me about. and you were right it was great!
y/n🤠 i'm glad you liked it.
louis😎 listen, i heard it's the premiere of the nun this friday. i mean you'll probably be going with lucas, but if you don't maybe we could catch together.
y/n🤠 yeah, i don't think lucas and i will be hanging out anymore. i'd love to catch it with you though. might get my mind off some things.
louis😎 oh. i'm sorry about lucas, i know how much you care for him.
y/n🤠 you don't need to apologize. i'll text you later, after all that's happen today i really need a nap.
louis😎 of course, text you later then.
maybe, just maybe, your life could actually be better without lucas involved in it.
on the other hand you seriously doubted it would be.
