TIKTOK IMAGINES

Scream and shout-Jordy Boulet-Viau

requested for @Mini_peppermint

Maria's pov
Do you ever get a feeling in the pit of your stomach that something bad is going to happen? Or that something just isn't right?
Well same, my boyfriend left for work this morning with more than his work bag, a duffel bag so I was pretty sure that he was leaving me, he had been distant and it hurt me so much.
I truly cared for him and he didn't see that but if he wanted to leave then I wouldn't stand in his way, I just wanted an answer.

"Are you leaving me?"
"Look I just don't think it's working out between us, you're great but not for me"
He walked out of the house with his bags whilst I grabbed some other things from the bedroom and ran to the window before shoving them out.
"Well thanks for wasting a year of my life!"
Like I said I wasn't going to stand in his way, I'd probably find someone better than him anyway, or at least try to.
I didn't want to show it but I was completely heartbroken, as soon as I heard the car pull out of the drive way the tears started coming like a waterfall, they were unstoppable and it hurt so bad, like a stabbing pain in my chest that I couldn't get rid of. I grabbed a glass out of the cupboard whilst the tears fell endlessly, before grabbing a bottle of the closest alcohol which happened to be vodka, I knew it was a bad idea but I was hurt and needed to forget it. Except one drink turned into two, two turned into four and before I knew it I was completely wasted with no sense of control. 
—Jordy's pov
My phone sat on the bedside table whilst I laid in peace reading a book that had been laying untouched for months until the piercing sound of my ringtone echoed throughout the room, whoever was calling at this time of night was getting a fair word. Although when I saw Maria's name on the caller ID I knew something was wrong, she never called at this time, she was never even awake at this time let alone calling me. All of the worst possibilities surged through my mind whilst I reached for my phone to answer it.
"Maria, what's wrong?"
"He left me, he wasted a year of my life and I'm never getting that back"
"Hey it's okay, I'm on my way over"
"No don't come over"
I noticed she was slurring her words which meant it was probably best that I did go over and look after her, if not she'd do something incredibly stupid.
I put the phone on speaker so I could still hear what she was saying whilst getting some decent clothes and shoes on and hopping into my car and speeding to her house. I cared so deeply for her but she didn't know. I sped through about three red lights which I know I shouldn't have done but I needed to get to her as soon as possible before she did something she would regret. So many thoughts were rushing around in my head, I should be mad at him for breaking her heart and I am mad but at the same time I'm glad because now I get to be the one who is there for her no matter what but she's hurting and wouldn't even think about me like that.
Finally, after what seemed like forever I pulled into her driveway and got out my car as fast as possible, running to her door and knocking on it. Let's just say she didn't like to rush around with how long I waiting outside.

—-Maria's pov-
I heard a knock on the door so I glanced out the window to see Jordy frantically jumping from foot to foot, I couldn't let him in, he couldn't see me like this. Why did I care? He's seen me in a worse state, oh my godddd hormones are so infuriating.
Did I let him in? Do I wait until he leaves? I felt bad for leaving him in the cold so I walked down the stairs as slow as I could in hopes that he would turn around and leave but the knocks only kept coming
"Maria I know you're in there"
There's no escaping. I sighed before stumbling down the rest of the stairs, and fumbling with the locks on the doors.
"Thank god"
He engulfed me in a bone crushing hug and said he was so glad to see me, but I knew he was disappointed in me because i had drank so much and he didn't like that, he didn't like alcohol because of how people become when drunk. I felt like the worst friend ever.
My emotions began to mash together until tears started to fall down my cheeks.
"Hey, hey don't cry, why are you crying?"
"I'm the worst friend, I drank so much and you hate that, so like I'm the worst friend, in unlovable and I'm gonna die alone, why is everything going wrong?!"
"You are not unlovable, you are not going to die alone and let me emphasise that, that is NOT true, you will find someone who will love you forever and will love every flaw and every inch of you no matter what, and you are not the worst friend, you are my best friend and you know it, whether you drank or not I still care for you. So once again you are not unlovable I'm sure there is someone who loves every inch of you."
"Oh and who's that, you, my best friend has to love me because no one else does" my mind kept going blank due to the alcohol in my system and i knew that at any minute i was going to lose full control of everything.

--time skip--

The sun burst through the curtains early the next morning causing my eyes to close instantly and pull the covers over my head to block out the blinding light. The events of the night before rushed to me as i groaned and realised i had to apologise to Jordy as soon as possible. I pushed the covers away from me just to realise there was painkillers and  bottle of water on my night stand with a note leaning against them.

maria,

i know you was drunk, that doesn't make you the worst friend ever, i love you no matter what and i think it's about time you know that, you aren't unlovable because i love you

Jordy x

I swallowed the painkillers and water before jumping out of my bed and finding the nearest clean clothes from my floordrobe and running downstairs only to bump into something, that definitely wasn't a wall because i had lived in this house long enough to know where I'm going even if my eyes were closed. I looked up to see Jordy chuckling at me.

"sorry i didn't see you"

"it's okay"

"we need to talk"

we walked to the kitchen to sit at the dining table and awkwardly looked at each other. I decided to start talking first before he could get a word out.

"i'm so sorry for how i acted last night, i was being inconsiderate of your feelings and it was a horrible thing to do, i can't fully explain how sorry i am"

"i love you"

"i know you do and i love you too, it just took me a while to realise"

He smiled widely before walking to my side of the table and placing a kiss on my lips.

I loved him so much.