loser //l.h.

12:Losing

(THIS CHAPTER WAS EASY TO WRITE BUT A SHIT LOT WILL HAPPEN AND IDK IF YOURE READY FOR THIS ENJOY AND PLS DONT HATE ME)

Not proofread sryxx

Ever POV:

"No, we need to go back someday", I pouted.

"Yeah, I know", Andy said, sounding absent.

He was deep in thoughts these days and always bit his lip. He was thinking about his future a lot recently, something I should do also. But I was different. I knew I was.

I didn't fear my future or death. I knew it will happen and it will hit me hard but for the moment we were in the now. I could do anything.

"Hey, let us go out. You should stop overthinking things", I gave him an excited smile and sat up from the hotel bed. I grabbed his hands and tried to get him up.

But he didn't move, still with a hand under his chin , looking on the ground.

"No I really need to think", he coldly said.

"No", I huffed,"You think all the time. Can't we just have fun?"

"Ever", he started, finally looking at me," I said I need to think." His voice was low and dangerous.

But I didn't fear him.

"No."

"Ever stop."

"No."

He stood up and went to the balcony, grabbing his cigarettes from his jacket.

'Whatever", he growled with a cigarette between his teeth.

I stood frozen in front of the bed, biting hard on my cheek trying to not get angry.

I was young and I wanted to be mature and understanding but I just couldn't. I was only sixteen. Underaged in a cold country , thousand and thousand of miles away from my home.

Andy exhaled smoke and looked around the city. His eyebrows were furrowed.

I sighed loudly and went to the wardrobe. I pulled my clothes out and threw them in my suitcase. I was done with him. As short tempered as I was, I was patient with him. But he wasn't worth it, he was a screw up and he needed to fix himself, not me.

I ran in the bathroom and grabbed my shampoo and stuff and messily threw it all in a bag.

"What are you doing?", his voice was close behind me and I turned around staring angrily at him. He smelt like strong cologne and cigarettes.

"I'm done Andy. I don't want to do this anymore."

His expression changed and he looked angrier than ever.

"Oh you really are? Isn't it a bit too late for that?", he scarily started.

He came closer and I tried to win distance but my back pressed against the cold bathroom wall.

"You're gonna leave me? Oh wow newsflash. Everybody leaves me and I know that everybody always leaves you. And I thought you were better than that... Well, than go. You are free", he growled  opening the door and let the cold air from the balcony inside.

Tears started to form and I gulped.

I was stronger than this screw up.

His hair was messy and his piercings shined at me like little stars.

"Don't be a fucking diva. You know I am weak. I can't deal with shit like that and you knew it from the first second."

I was screaming now.