daniel was always on tour, always working on songs, or out partying with the guys, he never really had any time to spend with his girlfriend of two years, y/n.
of course y/n didn't mind, she understood that daniel had to work but sometimes it would get annoying. on some days they would agree to go on a date or something but daniel would blow her off.
"it's like he has no time for me christina," y/n complained with a mouth full of ice cream. "he always blows me off. he literally blew me off before you got here."
"i'm sorry y/n, should i talk to corbyn about him?"
"if you would that would be amazing." y/n beamed. "thank you teena."
"of course, y/n/n, anything for my best friend."
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y/n set her phone down and sighed. daniel was more than 'busy', he clearly just didn't have time to spend with y/n. of course he was busy, he was in one of the biggest boy bands right now, but he should still make time for his girlfriend.
y/n stayed up until three in the morning, she didn't mean to, she was just crying while watching riverdale on netflix and eating more ice cream.
about twenty minutes later, the door to the apartment is opened. daniel was finally home.
y/n didn't bother to put everything away and pretend to be sleeping, she continued to watch riverdale.
daniel opened the door to the bedroom quietly, thinking y/n was asleep. when he sees y/n awake and with tear stained cheeks he runs over to her.
"y/n baby what's wrong?"
y/n sets her laptop on daniel's side of the bed. "i don't know anymore."
"did someone hurt you? did someone put hands on you? y/n i swear-"
"you hurt me daniel, okay? you did." y/n moved from his embrace and walked over to their shared closet.
"what? how did i hurt you?" daniel asked, genuinely confused.
y/n pulls out a photo album and puts it in his lap. "look at the pictures, daniel."
daniel flips through the photo album, the first few pages were them before their one year anniversary, the middle was them after their one year, and then there's no more pictures.
"i don't understand."
"you wanna know why there's no more pictures in this album? because i never see you anymore, you're always busy with the band or making new music or-"
"y/n that's my job."
"i know it is, but sometimes a girl wants to see her boyfriend once in a while. daniel i see the other boys more than i see you!"
daniel stays silent.
"i think you're overworking yourself, you're never home. you're either at the studio, at the boys house, or on tour. you spend way more time at the studio then the other boys and it's worrying me."
"y/n i'm fine." daniel slams the photo album and puts it back in the closet. he closes y/n's laptop and puts it on the table at the foot of their bed.
y/n just looks at him, she's in shock. "are we not us anymore?"
daniel takes his shirt of and gets into bed, he doesn't respond to her.
she lets another tear slip. "i guess we're not."
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okay i know it's been a long time since i've uploaded this book but i've purely been lazy and this has been in my drafts for a long time.
also i changed my username from calpurniabesson to bessonmayfield so yeah that happened
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