Abel:
I rolled over in bed and my eyes shot open when I got a face full of curly hair. 
                              I was laying in bed next to Liah and for a second, I thought we fucked for a but I quickly realized we were both clothed. 
                              I sat up and ran my hand over my face and through my hair before taking my phone out my pocket. 
                              I had fifty text and twelve missed calls from Bella and a text from Lamar. 
                              Liah sat up next to me. "Good morning." 
                              "Good morning." I smiled at her. "You got plans for today?"
                              "I'm probably just gonna chill on the beach, maybe Nick and I will have a picnic. You and Bella should tag along."
                              "I'll run it by her and see what she says."
                              "Okay."  She stood and stretched. "Do you want breakfast before you go?"
                              I knew she was talking but I was too busy staring at her ass to comprehend what she was saying.
                              "Abel?"
                              "Huh?"
                              "I asked if you wanted breakfast."
                              "Only if I can have you." I accidentally said out loud. 
                              She bit her lip as she looked at me. 
                              "Ooh..."
                              "I...um, I was just joking." I laughed nervously as I stood up and picked my jacket up from the floor. "I should get going."
                              "Alright, see you later."
                              I walked out of her house and called Lamar as I walked across the sand to the house I was staying at.
                              "What's up bro?"
                              "I don't think I can stay here anymore."
                              "Why? What happened?"
                              "It's just getting harder and harder for me to control myself around Liah...Last night we had a few drinks and I walked her back to her house and she asked me to help her take her dress off so I did...and I swear it took everything in me not to fuck her. I stayed the night with her because she was scared of the storm and she just asked if I wanted breakfast and I said only if I could have her. Like my self control is diminishing."
                              "So, what does that mean for you and Bella?"
                              "I don't know...I feel like I still love her but not as much I guess. Like things have been so shitty between us and I want things to get better."
                              "But you've also got feelings for Liah."
                              "Yeah."
                              "Does she know?"
                              "I don't think so. She told me she just wanted to be friends and I respected that but damn, I got feelings for her..."
                              "Does she have feelings for you too?"
                              "I feel like she does but she's holding back because I'm with Bella again so I'm not really sure. Plus she's talking to another dude right now but I don't know how serious they are."
                              "This whole situation sounds like a mess."
                              "It is."
                              "Okay, let's be real for a second...If you weren't with Bella and she wasn't with dude, would you try to be with her?"
                              "Honestly, yes..."
                              "So you gotta choose between your love for Bella and your attraction to Liah. You can't play both sides."
                                      
                                   
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Fix you (The Weeknd + Tabria Majors)
FanfictionAfter suffering heartbreak after heartbreak, Abel "The Weeknd" Tesfaye is spiraling into a deep depression that is slowly consuming his life. To distract himself he turns to social media and immerses himself in his fans in hopes to forget about his...
 
                                               
                                                  