a sky full of stars / yungblud

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hartleydawson i'd lie if i said my dress wasn't big. thanks for coping with it toots. 🌹

( tagged: @yungblud )

originalloser wait why is dom tagged in this?

21stcenturyanarchist guys i think they're dating
> originalloser god i hope not. my dom and ashley ship was sailing fine before. i did definitely not need this

yungblud r u fucking crazy u were heavy as fuck to lift
> hartleydawson can u shut up pls

needyanarchist u really do be cute
> hartleydawson love ya

arianagrande i hope u enjoyed wearing the dress even though that shit is heavy! we need to hang out sometime!!
> hartleydawson we totally should! i adore you!

yungblud also @21STCENTURYANARCHIST not dating :) slightly figuring things out
> hartleydawson dominic!!! we weren't supposed to tell anyone yet haha
> yungblud well they were gonna figure out anyway because you can't keep ur fingers off of me
> hartleydawson that's SO NOT true. as i recall you were the one kissing me publicly
> yungblud uno reverse card
> 21stcenturyanarchist bro i am here for it

originalloser i don't ship it
> adam_warrington well that makes one of you

hartley's point of view

I found myself giggling after seeing Dom's best friend Adam's comment to a fan accounts comment. The "hate" never really got to me, it was just funny as fuck to see everything these idiots were commenting. My head hurt really bad from last night, and that might have been due to my resorting of alcohol. I was laying in a bed, not mine, but it was comfy as fuck. It looked like a hotel room, because there was no way in hell I had gone home with someone from my school.
The shower was on and running and I could slightly hear the band Arctic Monkey's song "a certain romance" blasting from a device. I got up to see that I was still dressed. Not in that big, poofy red rose dress, no. I was wearing a green hoodie that went all the way down to my knee caps. I was barefoot, I saw my socks laying on the ground. My hair was somehow still flat from yesterday.

I went to look around the hotel room. The floor was made of stone and it had it's own kitchen. It wasn't that big, but it was definitely bigger than my room at home. Oh my god. Home. What if my parents are concerned about me? What if they want me home right the fuck now? Nah, if they wanted me home they would've sent at least 3000 messages. And looking at my phone right now, they've not even sent 1.

I suddenly heard the water not running from the shower anymore. A door was being opened behind me, and as soon as it did, I swung around and saw a rather wet Dominic standing a few meters behind me. "Okay, not the worst person to go home with." I laughed and made my way over to him. I looked over at the bed. "Soooooo, last night. Did we fuck?" I asked with a fuckton amount of butterflies in my stomach.
He shook his head and took my hand. "I personally made sure we didn't!" A proud smile was slathered across his face. I chuckled and looked down. "That is very much appreciated, thanks Dom."

"Hey, do you want to listen to some music?" Dominic and I were laying in the bed, staring into each other's eyes and maybe kissing once or twice. I nodded. "Put it on shuffle play, baby." A very familiar song started playing and a too familiar voice started singing. I sat up in the bed. "I thought you didn't listen to her songs anymore." I said and felt the atmosphere thicken as I spoke up about the song "finally // beautiful stranger" by halsey, that was playing. "No, I still do." I could feel Dominic sitting up too.

"Do you still talk to her?" I asked.
"Yes, I still talk to her. We're friends, still."
"You do know that that song is about you right?"
"I know, she texted me and told me. Why are you all of a sudden digging for this information?"
I looked at him in disbelief.

"Dominic, she broke your heart. You weren't able to function correctly for a month."
"Yes, but I believe she's changed!"
"You really are blind, aren't you?"

I got up from the bed. I was panicking over the fact that he was still talking to Ashley. I was picking up my stuff from the floor, when I dropped them again and frustratingly looked at him. "Dominic, do you still have feelings for her? Are you over Ashley?" I asked him. He was looking everywhere else than at me. I knew it. I fucking knew it. I cupped my face with my hands. "Fuck. This was.. all one, big mistake. We should've never- I should've never let my guard down like this." I was back to packing up all my stuff. The feeling of regret washed over me. I wasn't angry, no I was disappointed. Dom got up from the bed too to try and stop me, but I just pushed him away.

"Hartley, I promise you it's not like that!"

I shrieked at him. "Well then, how is it Dom?! Because 2 seconds ago you literally just admitted you had feelings for your ex!" He put his hands behind his neck and was now just as frustrated as I. "I'm just very confused right n-"

"Oh so you're confused? How the fuck do you think I feel right now, huh?!" I opened up my phone, found my newest Instagram post and scrolled down to where Dominic had just spilled the beans about us. I showed him the screen.

"Who the fuck gave you the right to say that we were slightly figuring things out between us, when the actual person you were figuring things out with, was your ex?!" I screamed. I was feeling all emotions, but none happy. He was speechless right now. He couldn't talk or even look at me. "You're a liar, Dominic. You're a big, fucking liar and I was so stupid to even try and attempt to fall for you." I was beginning to cry while I packed up the rest of my stuff.

I walked over to the door, grabbed my jacket, put on my shoes and opened the door. "Please don't attempt to contact me. Don't call, don't text; and certainly don't randomly show up my house to talk to me. I don't want to see you ever again, Dominic. I hope you have a great rest of your tour, and that you and Ashley end up together. You deserve each other so bad." I slammed the door shut and went straight to the elevator.

As the elevator doors closed, I went back to today's post on Instagram and started typing a new comment as a reply to originalloser and Adam.

originalloser i don't ship it
> adam_warrington well that makes one of you
> hartleydawson actually @ADAM_WARRINGTON it makes two of us

And as I hit post, the tears started to come down as a waterfall.

I took the rest of my elevator time to block Dominic absolutely everywhere.

INSTAGRAM:
you blocked @yungblud. he can no longer see your posts.

MESSAGES:
you blocked DOMINIC. they can no longer be reached or reach you unless you unblock them.

As I stepped outside in the pouring rain, I knew that I had made the right choice to leave him. And even though I knew that I'd regret it later, I was satisfied with my choice.