( Lonely Hearts Club )
I laid in bed holding the bedsheets close to my chest. Miles and I got into a fight and he threatened to break up with me.
My heart is so broken. The fact that he even considered that is painful. Tears rolled down my cheeks, making the pillow below me damp.
There was a knock on the door and Miles came in. "Y/n..." I ignored him and continued to lay down. "Baby I'm sorry! I was overwhelmed and I overreacted. I would never, ever in a million years break up with you!"
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𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 ✦ 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐬
Random- Just a place for me to drop my unfinished works to keep my books clean so I don't get anxiety just by looking at it. The majority of these will not be finished, sorry ;((
