It's been 2 days since I found Dylan cheating, I thought it would get better but I only felt worse, laying down on the bed staring at the ceiling as tears roll down my face listening to my heartbroken playlist on Spotify
I lie in the middle of my bed staring up at the ceiling, Blake walks in my room holding a tub of ice cream and lies down next to me
"Darling, that stupid boy doesn't deserve your tears. He's a dickhead and he's not worth a single tear of yours, now come help me finish this whole tub of ice cream"
After an hour of us eating the ice cream and Blake making me laugh at his stupid jokes we just lay in silence, it's not an uncomfortable silence it's a nice silence.
"Love sucks" I mumble wiping my eyes with my sleeves, my under eyes burn from the amount of times I've wiped tears from them.
"It does indeed" he says sighing
"What would happen if I accidentally punch Dylan in the face" Blake says changing the subject, looking at me as we lay centimetres apart
"I don't know but please don't" I reply tilting my head sideways to look at him, as much as Dylan's done to hurt me I still don't want him to be hurt. I'm so fucking stupid I care too much about people.
"Are you SURE I can't punch him in the face?"
"Yes I'm sure"
"What if I just break his nose a little?" Blake says making his voice high when he says little
"Nooooo" I laugh shushing him by putting my hand over his mouth
"Okay I won't" he says taking my hand off his face
"Okay but you need to get out of this room you've been in here for days"
"Don't judge me, let me stay in my depression pit" I sigh turning over to hug my pillow
"Oh I'm judging you and if I physically have to carry you out I will" He says standing up from my bed
"I dare you" I mumble straight into my pillow
"Oh you dare me?" He says raising his eyebrow and I nod, next thing I know is that I'm being turned over and flipped onto his shoulder
"My face is literally right in front of your ass" I say trying to move my head away from his butt
"Lucky you" He says walking out of the apartment
We're in the elevator and I'm still being carried over his shoulder. The guy next to us gives us a funny look, Blake does his usual cheeky smile
"Great weather outside" Blake says to the guy making really awkward small talk
"Uh yeah" he says watching the doors open and he quickly runs out
"Well that hasn't awkward" I say wrapping my arms around my waist so I don't fall onto the floor giving myself a concussion
"Nope not at all" he replies walking out the elevator nearly kicking me in the face
"Where are we going?" I ask, the blood rushing to my head causing me to feel light headed.
"Reece's and George's apartment" he says knocking at what I guess is their apartment, I let out a snort trying to control my laughter
"Heyyy...oh" Reece says looking down at down, I take one hand off of Blake's waist and wave to reece, I quickly put my hand back on Blake but this time it ended up on hip.
"Come in" He laughs opening the door wider for us to come in, Blake walks me over to the couch and he lets me flip down on it
I lie down with my legs on Blake's thighs, he strokes my leg every so often to try and comfort me, I give him a polite smile trying to distract my mind from my thoughts.
After a futher hour and a half, i lazily swing my legs off the couch before dragging myself into the bathroom. I peek up, glancing at myself in the mirror before sighing deeply. My eyes are blood shot, cheeks stained with dry tears and lips overly chapped. I watch as a lone tear fell from the duct of my eye,
I need to get my shit together, I can't keep feeling about this way about the boy I love...well loved.
After giving myself a prep talk in the mirror about 'growing lady balls and not give a shit about a stupid boy' I wash my face to get rid of the tear stains and walk out the bathroom
"I'm so sleepy" I yawn rubbing my eyes with my sweater paw
"You've stayed in bed for the past 2 days, did you sleep?" Blake asks as I sit down next to him, George is out on a date and Reece is laying on the floor because he weirdly finds it comfortable
"Nope" I reply letting out a laugh, I'm very sleep deprived but it makes everything funnier so I guess that's a benefit
"Come here you can go asleep, I'll be your pillow" he says patting his thighs, I lay my head on them and curl my legs up to make myself more comfortable, I close my eyes and drift off into a dream land.
when i wake up my head is still in .Blake's lap, I shift to look up at him and he looks at me with a cheesy smile
"How long was I asleep for?" I ask sitting up from his lap, rubbing my eyes
"Only about 40 minutes" he says stretching out his legs, I probably made them go numb because I was laying there for a while
"Cmon I'll take you back home so you can get a proper sleep" He says giving me a reassuring smile, he stands up taking my hands in his as he pulls me up from the couch and leads me all the way back to our apartment
