Lying, cheating, fighting, drugs (aka the recipe for the perfect storm that is Y/N and MGK's relationship).
Y/N and Machine Gun Kelly's relationship was near perfect until Camila Cabello comes into the picture for her collaboration with MGK in "Bad...
It was the fifth day filming and each night Kells would come home about an hour later than the night before. At this point, we were at 2 AM and I was sick of it.
"Babe, when will you be home?" I ask, putting my cell on speakerphone.
"It's gonna be a late night again, Y/N. I'm so sorry- ay, Camila, that's my hoodie!" I hear him yell and laugh into the phone.
"But it's so cozy!" I hear a girl squeal back.
"Fine," Kells laughs. My heart sinks and I hang up. They had spontaneously become best friends and somewhere deep down I began to question whether best friends covered what they had. I decided I needed to relax so sneaking down to the kitchen, I pour myself a glass of wine. My phone dings from a notification and I click open my Facebook to see Camila has posted. My phone nearly drops out of my hand when I read her post, my head beginning to spin:
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---4 AM---
It had never been easy for me to fall asleep other than when I had Colson there to hold me. Just as I get into the bed, the front door opens and slams shut.
"Y/N?" I pretend not to hear him and turn away when he sits on the bed. "I'm sorry. I didn't know they were gonna keep me this late".
"I'm tired. Just go to bed," I reply and turn off my lamp, the moon serving as the only source of light.
"Whatever," Colson groans, getting off the bed and undressing into only his boxers.
As I drifted off to sleep, the image of Camila smirking and Colson's angelic face in the photo burned into my mind.
