"It's alright, John, I'm here. I'm right here, and I'm not leaving." Freddie whispered, shakily, holding my body closer to his chest, kissing the top of my head and crying into my hair. "Don't cry, love, please don't cry." He breathed, petting my hair down so I would stop sobbing.
"Why did you choose me, Freddie? You deserve so much better than me- you all deserve so much better than me." I sobbed against his chest and he rubbed my back in response. "I didn't mean to do it- I didn't mean to do it!" I screamed and he shook his head, patting me in attempt to calm me down.
"No, John, don't start with that. You know very well why I chose you... I love you, and I love what you did for me... We'll get through it this time- we always got through it."
Trigger warning: eating disorders and drug usage
[started September 26, 2018 - ended May 1, 2019]
"Are you okay? Can you still stand up?" I asked him
"Go away!" He replied
I remember the day I met him he was wearing a black shirt and black pants. He looks helpless and wasted until I get to know him more after the incident
"I just wanna be the one who can He call and I wanna be the one who can be with him always" He explained
I didn't know that he and I would be friends, I didn't know that I could be the one who would listen to his complaints and dramas, but I didn't know that....he likes someone else
"I can be the one you can call and... I can be the one that you can be with always" I replied while looking at him
We both didn't talk and stayed silent. I guess being in love makes you stupid and I can prove that as I am the stupid one