Every Song Tells A Story (Montgomery De La Cruz Oneshots)

The Last Time - Taylor Swift

Find myself at your door,
Just like all those times before,
I'm not sure how I got there,
All roads they lead me here, I imagine you are home,
In your room, all alone,
And you open your eyes into mine,
And everything feels better, Right before your eyes,
I'm breaking, no past
No reasons why,
Just you and me

I banged on Monty's front door at 3 in the morning while crying. I knew he was here, I saw his Jeep in the driveway. My friends' and I were having a girls night and we ended up talking about my past relationship with him. It got me in my feelings and caused me to miss him.. so much. As soon as they fell asleep, I bolted out of my house and ended up at his door step without even really realizing that's where I was headed. I kept knocking, not even caring if I accidentally woke up his asshole dad. A second later, the door flew open and Monty was on the other side, looking both irritated and concerned. "What are you doing here, Kimberly?" He asked, not making room for me to get inside. "I needed to see you." I admitted in a whisper, looking up at with my my bright green eyes. "Yeah, well, we're not together anymore so you can't really do the showing up at all hours of the night thing anymore." He said while crossing his arms, trying to play the tough guy act. I could see something different in his eyes though. "I know you still love me, Montgomery..." "Kim..." "You do. Just like I still love you." We interrupted each other back and forth. He stared at me for a minute before sighing and moving out of the way so I could get inside. Once he shut the door behind us, he drug me upstairs into his room. I sat down on his bed and he paced back and forth in front of me. "Why do you keep doing this to us, Kimmy?" He asked, completely vulnerable. We broke up 3 months ago after a year and a half long relationship. It was a beautiful relationship but the last few months of it were toxic and pure shit. We eventually agreed to part ways, neither one of us choosing alone to end things. We stayed cordial for our friends' but cut each other off in all other ways. Every now and then though, I'll get the urge to see him or talk to him.. so I do. It hurts me and it hurts him too but the short time we spend together or the small conversation that we have makes it worth it. For me, at least. "I just miss you so much..." "And you're gonna have to keep on missing me, Kimberly. We agreed that it's over so stop making it even harder then it has to be." He said while staring right into my eyes. I admired how beautiful his eyes were. They're light brown with specs of yellow and green in them. "I'm not making it harder..." "Yes you are! By showing up randomly or trying to talk to me, that's making it harder. I need you out of my life to get over you..." "Then block me and don't answer the door whenever I show up." I interrupted him in a hard tone. He looked at me like I was crazy before speaking. "I can't do that and you know it. If you're in front of my face, if you're texting me, I can't just not let you in or not respond. I fucking love you, Kim, and you know that." He said while throwing his hands into the air, almost as if he was giving up. "That's why you have to be the one to stop reaching out." He added a second later while sitting down next to me. "I can't yet..." "You have to." He interrupted me. I looked up at him with tear filled eyes and his looked the same. "After tonight, okay? Just give me tonight and I promise I'll try." I whisper pleaded. I saw conflict in his eyes for a minute before he sighed and nodded. We laid down in his bed and cuddle into each other. This is all I want. Just us. I need it back so bad I can hardly stand it.

This is the last time I'm asking you this, Put my name at the top of your list,
This is the last time I'm asking you why,
You break my heart in the blink of an eye, eye, eye

"You promised me that you would stop after that night." Monty said as we stood in the pool house at Bryce's during a party. I saw him flirting with a girl and immediately saw red. I interjected and ran her off, which is how we ended up out here. "No, I promised that I'd try." I clarified while wrapping my arms around myself insecurely. He noticed my actions before speaking. "Why are you doing that? You only do that whenever you're insecure." He said while motioning towards my body. "Maybe because I am feeling insecure right now because I saw you flirting with a girl." I said. I tried to sound strong but my voice cracked and tears welled up in my eyes. "We're not together, Kim. I don't even really see girls like that yet but I'm trying. Just like you should be doing..." "Oh, so you would be cool if you saw me flirting with another guy?" I interrupted him with raised eyebrows. He stared at me for a second before biting his lip and turning around so I couldn't see his face. "Exactly." I said, more confident this time. "Well dammit, Kimberly.. we still have to go out there and try to move on. Whether the other one likes it or not doesn't matter anymore." He said while finally turning back around and facing me. "Well maybe we don't have to move on. Maybe all we needed was a break and we can get back together." I suggested, my voice filled with hope that he was gonna feel the same way. Whenever he lightly shook his head, my heart shattered all over again. "You really don't wanna be together?" I whispered while crying. "I think our relationship is a thing of the past now, Kimmy. It fucking sucks and my heart is broken too but you're not meant to be with someone just because you love them.." "You used to say that we're meant to be." I interrupted him while sniffling. "I'm sorry, Kim." He whispered while shaking his head and walking off. "Come on, Monty. One more try, we can do it." I called out to him but he just ignored me and walked out of the pool house. What did I do that was so horrible that it made him never want to try to be with me again? I was a pretty good girlfriend, I think. I know that I'm still in love with him because he still has the ability to break my heart before my mind has even had time to process his words or what he's done. I used to be at the top of his list and now I'm nothing. Knowing that will never get easier for me and I don't know if I'll ever be able to stop trying to get him back. I tell myself every time that this is the last time I try but then I find myself doing it all over again. I'm pathetic and my heart is held by a guy that doesn't even want me anymore. The thought caused me to sit down on the couch while sobbing. Which is exactly what I did for the rest of the night.