1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

fate Pt.2

Word count: 3664

I sign thinking about how my day ended like this.

Just this morning I was in love with Eli.

I didn't question that.

Until I met him.

Someone new, different. He was different slightly darker. But still had a light about him.

But it wasn't until twenty minutes ago did I take that jump.

While he drunkenly sang a love song to his boyfriend.

In a spit second. Love wasn't just a word again. It wasn't just someone you were comfortable with.

Some how watching him sing took me back four years to when I believed in fate.

And I needed to have him.

But he was taken. I was taken.

I know how heart break feels.

I couldn't do that to Eli.

But as we sat in the back of a cab his head resting on my shoulder. I'm happy.

This feels right.

I place my hand on his face and he places his on him his eyes fluttering slightly and just having him look at me caused butterflies that I both loved and hated.

"Jack?" He asks and I nod.

"Spencer's; I love him so much and, and he, I'm starving you wanna get pizza."

He says and pull my hand away.

They were in love and they deserved each other.

I think but. My heart tells me something different.

"How does Spencer treat you?" I ask wanting him to say. That he's distant or he cheats so I won't feel bad about wanting to take him away.

"Oh He's amazing. He wants me to follow my dreams. But he doesn't change the tissue." He says and I nod.

"Can you promise me you won't remember this?" I ask and he smiles.

"OK." He says and I can't hold back.

I kiss him deeply.

He only wraps him arms around me and I deepen the kiss.

I wanted to be the only one he sang to. The only one he loved.

Suddenly he pulls away.

"No we shouldn't be doing this." He says and I only kiss his neck.

"It's OK because it's only a dream." I tell him.

I know I was terrible.

I was cheating. I was making him cheat. I was ruining two relationships because I found someone better.

I had become that dirtbag of a ex I refused to remember.

But with all the reasons in the world to pull away for. I don't.

His lips tasted like strawberries and his mouth tasted like vodka and I wanted to get drunk off him.

I wanted to be the only man for him. Even if it was only while we we're in the back seat of the cab.

We arrive at the hotel and he blushes before getting out.

We arrive at our rooms and he only smiles.

"Spence has our room key." He says and I remember.

That Spencer kept their room key and I got ours.