Azzie
We pull up to an enormous Mall in the middle of the city. I can already tell it was filled with expensive clothing, as a chandelier hung upon the entryway. This place screams rich.
We walk into the mall, holding hands. The first store we see, Bren pulls me into it. the word "Gucci" embroiders everything in there.
"Brendon. this place is way too expensive." I state.
"I don't care. I'm spending at least 10,000 dollars on you today. I have millions, baby."
"bren-" I was about to insist we leave, but my eyes fell upon a pair of shoes and I was cut off.
"you like those?" Bren asks.
I look at the tag.
"they're 500-"
brendon grabs the shoes and puts them on the counter, swiping his card like it's nothing.
"next store?"
we shop for a long time, and I and up with thousands of dollars worth of designer clothing.
I honestly feel bad about spending brendons money. I don't really deserve it, I've done nothing for him. I don't know where this spoiling is coming from. he seemed to change since my "incident."
at lunch, I sit down across from him and ask him.
"brenny, what's this all about? I didn't do anything to deserve this."
Brendon looks at me, and blinks as his eyes start to tear up. I'm confused, because usually he's not like this.
"Azrael Santiago, I know... I know that recently I haven't been the best boyfriend. actually, I've been kind of, well, a dick. I have ignored you, haven't complimented you and haven't spent nearly enough time or money on you. I've been so stressed witn work that I've completely neglected you. I'm hoping today could make up for it."
I look at him for a while. he looks so sad. his eyes are full of tears and his face is red.
"of course, it's all okay bren. this wasn't nessesary. I lo- I enjoyed today, but all you had to do is tell me what was really going on. thank you so much for doing this, though." I smile at him.
he leans over the table and kisses me. we collect our bags and leave the mall. when we arrive back at the hotel, he placed all my new items in a corner and turned on the television.
"Azzie, I'm gonna go out for about an hour for some business stuff. boring things with my manager and the rest of the band... you know...like the horny boys ?"
I laughed. I laugh whenever he calls them "the horny boys." it's a hilarious name.
"will you be alright by yourself here?" he asks, concerned.
I know why he's worried. he's scared I'll try another stunt like the one I did a few days back.
"don't worry Brendon. I'll be fine. go do what you have to do. I'll be waiting for you when you get back." I grin softly at him.
"okay angel. I'll see you soon." Brendon left the room.
I sat watching TV and admiring my new clothes for about half an hour, when there was a knock on the hotel room door. that was strange, as we were in the presidential suite and Brendon had a key.
I didn't get up, the person who knocked could come back later. I don't feel like social interaction right now.
about 5 minutes pass before another knock, this one harsher, comes at the door. but this time, it's accompanied by a voice.
"open the door, Azrael. I know you're in there."
(authors note!!! )
hey y'all!!! I'm so sorry for not updating. (not that you care lol this story sucks.) I'm gonna try to put more chapters out!! I was suffering from major writer's block, school is stressful and my mental health is down the mf drain. I hope you enjoyed this semi short chapter. it's all I have for right now. please vote and comment, your comments really make me smile. thank you guys so much. and holy shit???? 12k views??? that's so wack. I love each and every one of you. thank you so much. feel free to pm me on here, or dm my insta. (it's @ avarisxhackley btw, follow me if ya want.) but thank you so much to everyone. I hope y'all have a good day, night, afternoon, wherever you are. ily guys so much. I'll update soon, I promise. much love. xoxox.
