Requested by VINTAGEHALL.
Alejandro Rosario - "What did i hear earlier?" you sternly asked after he walks inside your door. He looks at your weirdly and chuckled, but you seriously looked at him. "What?" He walks around. "About you and the new girl." You used air quotes at the "you" word. He sarcastically laughs, making you more pissed. "Don't laugh! Make your excuse, mister" You demanded. "There's nothing to talk about, y/n so stop mumbling." He says with confidence, making you tap your foot. "No Alejandro I should not. I just saw a photo of you and a girl having fun, while i'm here.. alone." You pouted. "Then what should i do? stay here? I have some work to do you know." He slips out, making your heart break. "No, no, no. I didn't mean that babe, i just.." He catches up and shrugs your shoulders. "Just explain." You softly mumbled, fighting your tears from falling. "Okay, she's my long time friend.." He starts off. Before he can say another, you stop him. "What? a friend? you're honestly like together or something!" You yelled, making him knit his eyebrows. "Just let me?" He raises his eyebrow. You nod. "Then, when we were kind of hanging out.." He used air quotes making you laugh inside. "The press quickly took photos and thought i was cheating on you." He finally clears up. "Wow, what a cool story. Thanks for sharing it." You sarcastically told him, making him pissed. "You're welcome." He rides your sarcastic side. You didn't feel your tears falling down your face. "Don't cry please. I promise you, i will not hang out with any girl.. ever." He promises, and removes your tears. You smiled, still mad at him. "I'm sorry." You heard sincerity in his tone making you smile more. "I'm sorry too, Alejandro. I'm sorry for not believing you immediately." You mumbled and he smiles, pulls you close and kisses your forehead. "We should make-up.. like go out or something?" He offers and you smile.
Anthony Reeves - "Hey babe." Anthony slurs as he walks inside your shared flat and lays on your couch. "Drunk again?" You asked. "Yeah. Ha-ha" You rolled your eyes. "I'm sorry babe. I can't stand my friends! They're crazy!" He admits. "Cm'here." He pats his legs. "No." You stammered. "Why?" He pouts. "I don't like you when you're drunk." You admitted and he's a little bit hurt. "Oh please, you love it when i'm drunk!" He half-shouts. "Nope. And it will never be. Sleep on the couch for the night. Come back when you're sober." You ordered and walked out. "I know you want to!" He shouts and winks. "Ugh! I hate you!" You shrugged and left the living room. "I just can't stand him being drunk." You told your bestfriend over the phone. "I know he's sexy and hot when he's drunk but i don't want to lose him too early." You sighed. She gave a little advice and you both said goodbye's. After a few moments, you drifted off to sleep. “Babe?” Anthony asks as he knocks on the door. “I know you’re there.” He chuckles. “I’m a bit sober now. Can you please open the door?” He begs. “Okay.” You finally gave in. As you opened the door, his hand was resting on the side of the door, eyes still red. “You’re sober in that case?” You questioned. He nods. “I will remember everything I will say.” He assures himself. “Okay. Go and explain.” You folded your hands. He takes a deep breath. “I’m so sorry y/n me and my friends got a little too far and I ended up like this.” He points himself. “I’m sorry. I know you’re mad at me. Are you?” He asks. You nodded. “I know you are and I’m sorry.” He smiles. “Apology accepted.” You simply answered. “What?” He asks. “Go and take a shower. I need some sleep.” You told him. “Wow. Too sassy huh? Are you on a period or” You swat his arm. “What?! I’m just asking!” He winks. “Still hate you.” You stuck out your tongue. “But I love you.” He touches your nose. “Take a shower!” You ordered. “Yes ma’am!” He make a salute gesture. You just giggled.
Blake gray - “Blake! Are you ready yet?” you scream up the stairs. There was no reply so you decided to go upstairs to get him. You walked in your room and saw Blake sound asleep on the bed. “BLAKE!” you yell trying to wake him. He had already slept until 1 pm and you planned to meet up with your parents at 3. This was the first time he was gonna meet them and you wanted it to be perfect. “Blake you said you were getting ready.” you say angrily. You glanced over at the clock which read 2:45. “I was but I guess I fell asleep.” he said with a yawn. “Obviously” you replied harshly. Blake had went out the night before and gotten really drunk, so he was hungover and tired. “Its 2:48 and it takes half an hour to get there…so get your ass out of bed and get ready” you snap. “Someones in a bitchy mood” he says. “Excuse me?” you say raising you eyebrows. “You heard me” “Well if you hadn't gotten drunk last night you wouldn't be hungover, and so tired,then we would be on time” you say with attitude. “You don’t run my life, I can do whatever the hell I want” he screams at you. “I just wanted my parents to think I had good boyfriend who cares more about me than getting wasted every night.” you yell not even thinking about what you just said. “I am a good boyfriend, you aren't a good girlfriend.” “Fuck you Blake” you say leaving the room. He follows you downstairs and says “ I don’t need you! I’ve had way better girlfriends than you, and I could get any girl I want” Your eyes were starting to tear up but you kept the tears from falling. “Yeah? Well go be with them. Were through” you say storming out of your shared house. Blake's angry face faded and tears started to fill his eyes.
