Justin
"HowdoyoufeelaboutElla," Y/n blurted, words nearly impossible to interpret. I raised an eyebrow.
"What?" I asked in a polite manner.
"Justin... how... how do you feel about Ella," Y/f/n said slowly and reluctantly. I shrugged.
"I'd like it if she talked to me," I said casually, sticking my hands in my pocket. Y/n sighed.
Y/n L/n: romantically, Justin
Justin Laboy: is it bad if I want her back?
I bit my lip as I sent the text. There was this empty feeling inside. When Ella and I first got together, I didn't notice it as much. But it was still there.
In all honesty, the cure to this empty feeling was probably Y/n. She was my soulmate after all. But for some reason, I couldn't accept that. And I didn't understand why.
Y/n L/n: she wants you back too
I exhaled in relief, hugging Y/n. She tensed at first before relaxing and hugging back.
"No problem," Y/n muttered. "Justin, I-I know you don't feel this way, but please, let me have this one thing."
"What is it," I asked. She grabbed me by the collar and smashed her lips on mine. At first, I was startled. Then I began to kiss back. We pulled away after a bit.
"I don't want her, I want you," I whispered huskily. Y/n blushed and shook her head.
"No, no, I can't do that to her, Justin. But... let me know when you're free," she sighed, her hands resting on my chest. I frowned.
"I want one more then," I requested, grasping her chin gently. She sighed yet leaned in. I slammed my lips against hers, kissing Y/n passionately.
"We shouldn't be doing this. I have to go," Y/n declared suddenly, pulling away and running off. I frowned as I watched her go.
"Ella?"
"Mhm?"
I pressed my lips against hers. "I love you still."
"I love you too, Justin," she squealed.
Y/n
I sat on my bed, emotionless. I was empty. There was no spark of joy in me. I was dead.
Sorry for not updating! Please don't kill me!
Signing out,
Love_is_love
