There was this guy. (damon fizzy fanfic)

There was this guy.

31st January 2016

London, Oxford street tube station

01:27 am.

I had just finished my shift at mixer, a night club just off of Oxford street and as usual was ditched by my boyfriend Tyler so had to wait a few hours for another train in the deserted station.

I pulled my long black coat around me tighter and instantly regretted wearing these heeled boots.

I regretted a lot of things.

Leaving Florida,

Leaving him,

Dating Tyler,

Working at mixer,

going to Florida in the first place,

and most importantly, letting everyone else control me.

The train station was lighted dimly and it smelt of a foul sweaty stench.

I appreciated the surrounding emptiness as i searched for a place to sit.

Benches were every where, yes. But I always sat on a certain bench.

I don't know why but i always have.

I heard a cough and looked up to see a boy with mad purple hair sitting on my bench. My bench.

"Excuse me this is my bench, I sit here while i wait every day!" I snapped. I must of sounded like a right bitch but i did not care in that moment of time, I just could not be fucked with kindness.

The boy smiled "I don't see your name on here." He chuckled. I returned a smug grin and pointed at a scratched out name on the bench that i had scrapped on a few weeks back with boredom. He looked then scooted over "fair play Macy." He chuckled and i sat next to him.

"Well Macy what brings you here so late?" The boy with bright blue eyes asked. I shuffled on my seat, "Tyler my boyfriend forgot to get me from work again." I sighed hugging myself in my jacket more if that was even possible.

The boy frowned at me "sounds like a dickhead. I'm Jason by the way." He introduced himself.

I nodded at him "Veeoneeye, right?" i replied and he chuckled "You know me."

I chuckled and nodded remembering a few of his videos i had been shown back in Florida. Florida was always on my mind.

I leaned my head back and groaned in annoyance with the cold. "Here." Jason said and took his over coat off and wrapped it over my shoulders. I mouthed a thank you to him and huddled in it.

Time past and we were both dead silent. It was a comfortable silence, i thought of just how relaxed i was. Once again i thought of Florida and him without him I would have never gotten over my anxiety.

Doctors said it was impossible to cure, that id have to take my medication twice a day for the rest of my life. I proved them wrong though, it was tough but with his help i got through it and barley take the pills anymore. Wow i missed him. Every minute id think of him or relate him to what ever i was doing. Jason's phone began to ring and i nosily glanced over and saw the caller Id.

Damon Fizzy

lit up the screen, i broke down instantly in sobs, birthing my head in my hands already feeling nauseated. Jason put his arm on me "Macy, whats wrong?", his tone was generally concerned.

I looked at him and mumbled "Damon, I miss him."

Jason's face washed with confusion and concern. I pointed at his phone which was still buzzing. "Explain." was all he said before i prepared myself to tell him how i gained and lost everything .