Imagines/Short Stories

Break-up/make-up short story

You and Justin are both 21, living together and have been dating for 10 months, it's been going really well but this past week you two have been fighting a lot. Which isn't like you at all, normally as soon as you fight you make up and it goes back to normal. But this week as soon as you make-up you fight again.

You don't know what's going on, Justin's being shady and secretive with you. He's going out really early of a morning and coming in late at night drunk and not even attempting to acknowledge you.

I call Ryan he always knows what's up

Ryan: Hello?
You: Hey Ry it's me have you seen Justin?
Ryan: Uhh...

You hear a voice in the background

You: Ryan?
Ryan: Uhh..no
You: He's there isn't he? Put him on the phone Ryan
Ryan: He's not here!
Me: Whatever just tell him I need to speak to him
Ryan: K, Bye
-hang up-

You*to yourself*: He wants to avoid me? Well I guess I'll have to give him a surprise visit..

You go upstairs and get ready to go out, you call your best friend, tell her what you're doing and ask her to go with you.

1hr later your best friend turns up at your house and you two leave and go into town. You go to pretty much every the club except a few and can't find Justin anywhere.

Y/b/f: C'mon (y/n) can we either at least stay out and actually drink and dance or can we go home? We can't find Justin anywhere so lets just give up.

You sigh

You: Okay..we'll go in here and get some drinks

You go in the nearest club which is one you hadn't looked in, as you're walking toward the bar you see Justin with another girl. You frown but you know he has girl friends so it didn't bother you too much..until you couldn't see one of his hands. You looked at them in the mirror behind the bar and saw he had his hand on her ass and by this point they were kissing. You storm over to Justin and the girl and push him away from her because he was the one who was in the wrong, not her.

You: JUSTIN WTF ARE YOU DOING?!
Justin was drunk but realised it was you his eyes widened, y/b/f come over to you.

Justin: Baby I-

You pick up the nearest beer and pour it all over his head

You: Don't you dare call me that ever again, it's over! Have your thirsty sl*t *to her* you're welcome to him. *to Justin* I F*****G HATE YOU!

You storm outside just about holding it together. Beer was trickling down Justin's face.

Y/b/f: How could you do that to her?...

Justin runs after you and y/b/f follows him, by this point you are in tears and trying to get a taxi.

Justin stands in front of you and gently holds both of your arms. You get out of his light grip.

Justin: Baby please, I'm sorry

You*crying voice*: Leave me alone Justin

Justin: I can't, please I'm so so sorry

Y/b/f turns you so you have your back to him

Justin: (Y/b/f name) just let me talk to her

Y/b/f: No I think you've done enough damage for one night