Boyxboy Oneshots | Why don't we

~ I wish you didnt love me ~

Ship: Dorbyn

Daniel and Corbyn had been together for a year. Daniel would cheat almost every week, and Corbyn had no idea. But that was about to change.

{Corbyn's POV}

Daniel walked into the room with a sad expression on his face, almost as if he had lost something very important to him. "What's wrong babe?" I asked him.

A tear ran down his face as he plopped onto our bed. I worriedly sat down next to him and rubbed his back.

"I-I..." he stuttered. "Spit it out." I said patting his back. "I cheated." He sobbed into his hands. I froze up. "W-what?" I said.

He looked at me with his big teary blue eyes. "Y-you cheated on me?" I said with a voice crack. He nodded shakily. I felt the color drain from my face.

I stood up and backed into the wall slowly, tears running down my pale cheeks. I glanced towards the closet and noticed my suitcase on the top shelf. I ran to it and pulled it down.

"What are you doing?" Daniel asked. "I'm leaving." I said, Throwing my belongings into my two bags. He looked at me with a confused expression. "You're not gonna forgive me?" He asked. "Hell no." I Said, zipping up my suitcase .

I threw my backpack over my shoulder and pulled the handle out of my suitcase, quickly grabbing my laptop and phone charger. "Wait Please don't leave me!" He said, standing up.

"Maybe you should've thought of that before you cheated on me." I said with a glare and a cold tone. He looked taken aback. "I-i wish you never loved me!" He yelled. I looked at him.

The heartbreak in my eyes must've been easy to see because he stopped talking. I opened the door without a word. I slammed the door behind me, and walked down the hallway of our apartment building.

"Goodbye, Los Angles." I said and got an Uber to the the airport. It arrived and I climbed in, seeing Daniel shut the curtains harshly and threw something at the window. I sighed loudly as the Uber pulled out of the small parking lot.

I breathed in and out as I quietly cried in the back seat of the Uber. "Delta." I said to the driver as he drove into the terminal.

"Thank you." I said paying him and giving him a 10 dollar tip. "No problem kid. Everything will get better." He said. I smiled hoping it would.

I shut the door behind me and he drove off, leaving me alone. I stared up at the LAX sign, ready to leave LA and my broken love story. "Goodbye California." I whispered and walked through the glass sliding doors.

{435 words}