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Little Do You Know: Alex & Sierra

Michael:

Little do you know,

I’m trying to make it better,

Piece by piece

Monday: Michael sent you an apology letter for cheating on you.

Tuesday: Michael sent you your favorite flowers.

Wednesday: Michael sent you tickets to an Ed Sheeran concert.

Thursday: Michael sent you an expensive necklace from Tiffany’s.

Friday: Michael sent you a plane ticket to visit him in LA.

Saturday: Michael sent you a box of pictures of you and him.

Sunday: Michael showed up at your door, begging for forgiveness.

Which you never granted.

Luke:

Our love is here and here to stay,

So lay your head on me

“Our love is real,” you whisper to your new husband, staring at your entwined fingers, the wedding rings shining in the moonlight.

“It’s here to stay,” Luke leans over to kiss your temple.

“Forever.”

It’s silent for a while.

“Just lay your head on me, my beautiful wife. You can fall asleep,” Luke tells you softly.

You both fall asleep with a smile.

Ashton:

I’m ready to forgive you,

But forgetting is a harder fight

“I can forgive you, Ashton,” you stare at his purple T-shirt.

You can tell his bandmates are over listening.

Just like the night of the argument.

When Ashton told you he didn’t love you.

And that you were a bitch.

And a slut.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. I didn’t mean any of it. Can’t we just forget everything I said?” Ashton pleads.

“I can forgive you. But forgetting is such a hard fight. I can’t date someone who every time I look at, his words ring throughout my head. It’s so over, Ashton,” you tell him gently, raising your eyes to meet his hazel ones, before turning around and heading back to your car.

Calum:

Little do you know,

How I’m breaking while you fall asleep,

Little do you know I’m still haunted by the memories

You slip into the bed you share with Calum, being aware of your bulging stomach where your baby sits.

Or used to sit.

“You’ve had a miscarriage, ma’am. I’m sorry. I’ll give you a moment.”

Those words ring throughout your head, and you stare at Calum, your heart breaking little by little.

“I’m sorry.”

I felt my neck crack through my teeth. Bye guys, see you in the E.R.