love story (p.h.)

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"bellamy come on!" patrick says pulling me to the bus. "patrick i get sick easily." i say. he looks at me, "it's fucking vacation bellamy. your the only person who would complain about this." he says. i roll my eyes and walk on the bus with him. he makes me hold his hand as we drive there. i fall asleep on his shoulder.

we make it to maine and it's morning time. patrick grabs my bags and we walk into the house we rented. "me and patrick get our own room." i say to nick. "i really don't want you guys to." he says. i look at him. "why?" i ask. he grabs my hand and pulls me into the kitchen. "bellamy. why patrick?" he ask.

i look at him confused and laugh. "what do you mean why patrick? your the one who wanted me with patrick and i love him." i say. ryland walks in behind me. "you love him bellamy, but does he love you?" ryland ask.

i turn around and face him and give him a look, "and what do you know about love ryland? huh? we didn't last because of you. but look at me and patrick!" i say. "what do i know about love? i know that i loved you. but i know i don't love you now because your not who you portray you are. your different when your with patrick." he says.

i look at him. "really ryland really!" i yell. mia walks in. "it's toxic." she says. i look at all of them. "and that doesn't give you the right to tell me i can't love him!" i yell. "bellamy, i don't want you with patrick!" nick yells. "and i don't want you to try to ruin my life!" i yell.

nick grabs my arms, "i'm not ruining your life. you are." he says. he tightens his grip causing me to wine in pain. "patrick don't love you, he's cheated more time on you then we can count." he says. he grip tightens without him noticing and i let a scream out. "nick let go." ryland says causing nick to release.

i look at my arms and see there already forming bruises. i raise my arm and bring my palm all the way to his face. "your a shitty excuse of a brother." i say taking my necklace off and throwing it at him. i walk out into the living room and upstairs to the room i see patrick.

i walk in and close the door. i plop on the bed. "they want me to break up with you." i say. he looks at me and grabs my hand, "you know i love you but you shouldn't be with me. i'm not right for you." he says. i look at him, "what?" i say but my voice chokes.

"we're not right for eachother bellamy. your brothers right about that." he says. "i love you but we can't be together." he says cupping my face in his hands and kissing my forehead. he gets up and walks out of the room leaving me stunned.

*patricks pov*

bellamy walk in and closes the door. she plops on the bed next to me. "they want me to break up with you." she say. i looks at her and grab her hands, "you know i love you but you shouldn't be with me. i'm not right for you." i say. she looks at me, "what?" she say but her voice chokes. she looks at me with a disappointed look on her face. my heart breaks and i look away.

"we're not right for eachother bellamy. your brothers right about that." i say. "i love you but we can't be together." i say cupping her face in my hands and kissing her forehead. i get up and walk out of the room leaving bellamy alone.

i walk down the hall and into nicks room. i lean on the door frame. "i did it." i say looking at the wall. "is she ok?" he ask. i look up at him, "no she's not fucking ok. you broke up a relationship that both people in the relationship cared about. so in all honesty she's gonna say the same thing i'm about to say. fuck you." i say.

i walk to the last available room and lay on the bed. i can't believe i just did that.

*bellamys pov*

bold/mia
regular/ bellamy

hello?

m-mia please c-come up i need you

ok.

i hang up the phone and lay on my bed covering my mouth trying to stop the sobs from leaving my mouth. mia walks in and sees me crying. she comes and holds me in her lap. "he did it didn't he?" she says. i nod my head and cry even more.

she puts me under the covers and turns the tv on. she shuts the lights off and come and lays by me. i curl into her chest and let my tears and emotions stream out of my eyes.

i'm angry, annoyed, and upset. i don't know why he always does this. i fall asleep to the movie playing and mia playing with my hair.

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