The Un-Intentional HeartBreaker

The Smell of Cherry Blossoms

Authors note: So super intense chapter.

But I think I wrote it decently...well I hope I did.

I might not update a lot now....high school starts in 8 days!

Love you guys for reading!!

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(Chrissy's P.O.V)

We can get back together.

I ran through the idea in my mind over and over again, while Tristan stood up and got some coffee.

“So what do you think Chrissy? I'm here to stay. We can be together again.” Tristan said.

I took a deep breath and finally forced my eyes up to his.

“Look Tristan. Its 3am in the morning and I have to be up early. Can we talk about this another time?”

Tristan nodded, and got up. He walked to the door and unlocked it.

He opened it a little bit before turning back to me,

“I know what you’re doing.”

“What am I doing Tristan?” I asked, matter of factly.

“You’re doing what you always do. You’re doing the Chrissy thing.”

“Which is?” I asked, folding my arms and tapping my foot expectantly.

“You’re choosing to ignore the problem. Chrissy wants everything to be perfect in Chrissy’s world. And if a problem arises, she does exactly what she always does; she ignores it.” Tristan said. “But guess what Chrissy? I wont let you ignore it. I wont make it easy for you to stay away from me. To reject me like you did before. You forget the small fact that I know you. And that’s something more than what your boyfriend can say.”

And with that, he left me standing in the middle of my living room, feeling bewildered.

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Morning came way too early.

All night, I had tossed and turned; woken up for hours while slept only for 2 to 3 minutes at a time.

I was confused and I didn’t know what to do.

This feeling made me feel so….out of place.

I mean, I was Chrissy Scott. The smart girl. The one who always knew what to do.

And now, I was lying in bed, wondering what the hell I would do with my life.

London messed me up….

“Chrissy!” Someone yelled from the other side of the door. “Get you’re over-slept bottom out of bed! I made breakfast and Tristan’s downstairs.”

It was Alyssa.

Dear god, when you chose friends for me, why did you give me such horrible ones?

“I’ll be down in 20 minutes!” I yelled back to her.

“Be down in 15 or no breakfast!” Lyssi yelled back.

Stupid friends….I grumbled, they are never considerate of your feelings

I unlocked my cell phone so that I could read Niall’s morning text.

He had sent me one everyday since we started dating.