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( sorry for the lack of uploads I finish school soon so hopefully they'll be more uploads also can we talk about the love again music video )

Putting the last of Dylan's hoodies and other belongings into a box I stand in front of the door debating with myself about whether I should set them on fire, I shake my head and unlock my door

"I can take them to his if you want lil?" Blake watches me from the couch, his legs are crossed on the coffee table whilst he gives me a sympathetic smile

"No it's fine I've got this" I gently respond and open the door making my way up the stairs to his apartment

I physically feel sick at the thought of seeing him again, I could just throw all the stuff away but if I'm being honest I will probably feel horrible about it.

Bringing my fist up to the door I quietly knock secretly hoping he wouldn't answer but after a few seconds a sleepy Dylan opens the door rubbing his eyes, the second he notices it's me his eyes widen

"Hey li-"

"Here's your things" I rudely interrupt him, putting the box to his chest, he quickly grabs the box

"Please, let's talk about this," He begs, his eyes full of pity he puts the box on the side and grabs ahold of my arm. He always used to do that when we argued because it would always end up in us kissing but that's not gonna work this time.

"Talk about what huh? The way you willingly had sex with another girl even though we were together for years"

"I regret it though, I just want you back" he looks like a little kid who just dropped his ice cream but no matter how much he begs for me to give him a second chance he's never going to get one

"I have more important things to deal with than you. I don't care if you fuck the next girl you see or if you sleep with every girl in this university, I really don't also I don't know if you've realised, but cheating is one of the worst things you can do in a relationship. I don't care about you anymore" I reply my voice getting louder due to all my built up anger, he lets out a deep sigh and nods

"I'm sorry" he calls out, earning no response. As much as I should be yelling at Dylan and calling him every bad name under the sun I can't because theirs still that piece in my heart where I once loved him

I turn around with my head held high, putting on a brave face. I can't believe it did all that without crying.

Reaching for the door handle the door swings open revealing a worried Blake

"Are you okay? Did he lay a hand on you I swear if he even put on finger on you I'll fucking-" Blake starts to ramble but I cut him off by putting my hand on his arm

"Nothing happened" I smile to reassure him I'm fine. We walk back to the couch and he sits down back to his position which he was in when I left.

"I was gonna say do you wanna go on a walk but it's raining and cold" he sighs looking out the window on this gloomy day

"It's sad that theirs no beaches in London" I sigh randomly thinking about how nice it would be to be out in the sun on the beach

"I know but it's winter right now so the beaches wouldn't be that fun" he replies sticking out his bottom lip, pouting like a child.

"One day I'm taking you back to my home in Brighton and we're going the beach" I smile getting excited at the thought of being back home, I've only been in London for a little while but I already miss my family.

"Then that means I'm going to have to show you around my home town"

"Where's that then?" I flop down on the couch next to him, causing him to sit up slightly

"Macclesfield it's basically in Cheshire and sorta Manchester"

"Cheshire like Harry Styles?"

"Yup" he says lightly laughing

"Lucky" I reply trying not to show my ridiculous secret fan girl side for harry styles

After talking about our home towns and what we like to do there, we watch a couple of episodes of black mirror

"What the fuck" Blake says in shock

"He just- they just-"

"But I-" his mouth hangs open

"Okay wait...if we were in a video game and we had sex it would be so weird in real life like I wouldn't be able to look at you the same" I reply, shaking my head at the thought.

"I know right the writers of black mirror must be on some type of crack" Blake calmly says causing me to almost spit out my water but I cover my mouth quickly

"BLAKE!" I yell loudly in a fit of giggles, I clutch onto my t shirt as I catch my breath from nearly choking previously

"What it's true" he holds his hands up in defence as a laugh escapes his lips at my childish behaviour.

"Okay that's enough Netflix for tonight"

"That's enough Netflix forever" he says picking up the remote and turning off the television

A/N
I have bad writers block and my exams finish soon so hopefully I'll be back and better than ever!!

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