new a/n: I do not like this one at all
Background info: High School, modern au, lams is a secret relationship, angst sort of, cheating, wrote when I was really tired so there might be mistakes like I literally fell asleep twice while writing this. Mostly unedited, not that I ever actually 'edit' much anyways lol
Word Count: 1,736 w/o all these note thingies
Time To Write: like six hours ik that's super long but I am recording that in here for myself to remember so probably just ignore that it's not like it matters lmao
LAURENS POV
I was angrier than I'd ever been before. At least... angrier than I'd ever been with Alexander.
He cheated on me... with a girl. Eliza was her name. I was in shock when I first saw the video of him and this girl. I was sitting in the car and I was on 'vacation'. Except it wasn't vacation, it was my dad's business trip that I was forced to come with him on since he doesn't trust me even though I'm sixteen and in tenth grade.
Alexander cheated on me with a girl. Alexander cheated on me with a girl. Two days ago, I saw it on Angelica Schuyler's instagram story. It wasn't even Alexander to break the news. Today, I was coming back. Alexander had tried to call and texted me probably a hundred times but I ignored it. I needed to talk to him in person. My heart felt shattered. Why would he do this? Wasn't I enough? Could he not survive a week without falling in lo- no. He was not in love with this girl. He couldn't be. He loved me and only me in that way. But then... why did he cheat on me with this popular girl. Alexander hadn't seemed like that type when I first met him, all innocent and wide-eyed. But, now I could see the signs. His wide-eyes had been filled with this crazy determination. He would do whatever it took to survive.
So, why did he go with this girl? Just for lust? No, not with Eliza, he'd said that to me himself when we'd jokingly talked about girls once so I'd heard of her before. She was a popular girl along with her older sister and this other unrelated girl who's name I forget. I can't believe it... Eliza... Eliza... Well, what Eliza sent to me was actually not sent specifically to me but to a groupchat of the tenth grade class, her and my Alexander kissing in class. She was sort of pushing him over a desk so he almost fell... she was actually dominating him, which is what only I am meant to do, and he seemed to be... enjoying it? Ugh. I hate this. (new a/n: me fucking too) Maybe, he let her so he could gain more popularity? Yes, I know Alexander. That must've been it. But, that was no excuse! What reputation he had should've been enough, but it never was for him. He was always so worried about if he was good enough, no matter how much I tried to convince him.
I slumped low in my seat in the car and glared at my lap as I replayed the video in my head. Again. Again. My Alexander kissing some stupid popular girl. If I didn't care so much about him, I would be proud. My dad was driving us back right now, it was very early on monday and he was driving me straight to school from the hotel we'd stayed at during the business trip. We were about ten minutes away now after a three hour drive.
I had been trying not to think about Alexander during the two days of the five day long trip that I had to live with the knowledge that he made out with some girl. Now, he was all I could think about. His pretty little face and lovestruck eyes trained on someone who wasn't me. His sweet nothings whispered into someone else's ear. How could you do this to me? Just for some reputation boost? No one knew we were dating, for my sake. He knew my dad was homophobic. But now, I didn't care. If he wanted this reputation so bad that he'd break my heart for it, he would regret it. I was going to tell everyone that we were together and he cheated on me. Any consequence wouldn't matter. He was my everything. I have nothing, now. Except football. (WHAT?)
