Why is everything colorful with him? (Armin x Reader)

He is and will be yours

'No way am I letting that slut have my man' you know he was never yours. But your thoughts just say he is and will be yours.  
You get up out of your bed and get dress and leave the house just to get to school as fast as you can to talk to him. Your out of luck and your walking to your first class and you see him down the hallway.
"ARMIN" You see him and you know your eyes light up and your checks become a light baby pink.
"You are mine!" You yell. But he just keeps walking. "YOU WHERE MENT TO BE MY LOVER" you feel your checks light up read and you don't hide it but you can also feel a cold tear run down and over your hot checks.
         "WERE WHERE YOU THEN" he looks at you with disgust in his eyes then he turn around and keeps walking.
'I don't want him to think I am a slut'
At this point you have drawn attention to your self and your running to him. He is not even facing you but you get behind him you grab his shoulders and spin him around and you look in his ocean blue eyes and get lost. Then you rock up onto your toes and plant your lips on his.
You lips. On his. It's your dream come true. Everything was magical. How light his lips felt. How soft they where. How magical his lips felt on yours. Your perfect moment when he was yours, then you feel one cold tear. ' This is my magical moment, I am not crying. That's his tear.' Your magical moment is over.
You feel more tears like a river. His soft lips pull away from yours. You open your eyes and reach for his hand. He shakes his head in disgust. He walks away. 'Right there,' you once again feel your tears run like a river 'he is right there. At your fingertips. (F/n) get him! Move (f/n)' you try to convince yourself to move but you feet stay still like if they where put into concrete.
The painful part is he is at your fingertips. The painful part is how he slipped out of your fingertips. Imagine this thing you have wanted all of your life and it's been at your fingertips but then it's gone. 'NO! No! No... he... he never would do that'. At this point you are crying so much tears are running down your face so fast and you can't breathe.
You run outside to the court yard and just face the rain. You rust stand there trying to breathe. Next thing you know you feel your chest hits the cold wet ground and your head hits the concrete. You lay there as your reality slips from your fingertips as well.
Authors note:
HAIII EVERYONE!!!
Sorry it has been so long since I have written on this story. But make sure to looks at x_xNoJamsx_x because she helped me out in this one. Okay that's all I gotta say
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