But in the end, they all drift away. // Even the ones who promised to stay.
The realization of your own feelings hit you like a truck. Did you really still have feelings for Tom? Your mind was going blank, making you lose focus on the conversation that was going on between Harrison and Tom. What did that mean for you? You couldn't just catch feelings for Tom again after talking to him for what felt like two minutes, could you? You hated your heart for going crazy everytime Tom's face appeared in your head, after all he'd done to you, you were still feeling something for this guy.
As the conversation between the two boys went on, you couldn't really pay attention to what they were saying, you were still leaned onto Harrison and occasionally sipped on the punch you held in your hand, but your thought revolved around the boy standing in front of you. You caught yourself observing his features, the way his soft, brown curls fell onto his forehead made your heart flutter, but the way his eyes lit up everytime he laughed made your heart ache. He was happy, of course he was, he wasn't the one who got his heart broken.
You felt stupid for thinking about throwing your relationship with Jack away just so Tom could break you again and again. Your relationship was okay, right? Jack treated you right most of the times, right? He was good for you and he tried his best to fix you, right? Right?
But was Jack trying his best really enough for you? Your eyes wandered over to where Jack was talking to Harry or more like where both of them were downing their beer, not really talking much.
Tom noticed you being somewhere else after a few minutes of talking to Harrison, he could still see when you were distracted by something, the little wrinkles on your forehead gave it away. He wished he could've just asked you what you were thinking about, what was on your mind that made you completely lose focus of the conversation, but he also knew that it was too early for you to talk to him about your problems, so he let you keep your thoughts to yourself.
Seeing Jack down beer after beer and shot after shot with Harry, you realized that it would only take a few minutes for him to be drunk off his ass, if he wasn't already - and you were honestly scared about what was going to happen next. You saw him look over to where the three of you stood before he excused himself from Harry, making his way over.
"Shit." You mumbled, immediately catching Tom's attention.
"Are you alright?" He asked, concern showing on his face.
"Yeah, yeah, all great. Uh, I should - I should probably go and-" You wanted to get away from the two boys, especially Tom, you didn't want Jack to talk to Tom when he had consumed alcohol and you honestly didn't want Tom to see Jack that drunk. To be fair, you also didn't want your parents to see Jack when he was drunk, but that wasn't your biggest concern at the moment.
"Babyy." Jack smiled as he joined the three of you, pulling you away from Harrison and wrapping his arms around you from behind, so you were still facing Tom and Harrison. "Why are you only talking to these two losers and not me?" He chuckled as he placed a kiss on the top of your head, making goosebumps appear on your skin.
"Uhm..." Harrison saw how uncomfortable you were, so he decided to answer before Tom could say anything. He saw his friend ball his hand in a fist and he knew that that was probably the reason he was here "What?"
"I wasn't talking to you, was I?" You heard Jack say, which made you free yourself from his arms, turning around to face him.
"Could you, like, you know, be nice to my friends for once?" You asked, raising one eyebrow at your boyfriend.
"Friends, huh? Is this all they are?" He challenged you.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh come on, stop bullshitting me. I spent the whole afternoon and evening watching you eyefuck the two idiots over there, do you think I'm that stupid?" He laughed, shaking his head. You knew this was somehow the alcohol talking, but you also didn't give a shit that he was drunk. This was the third time he treated you like shit and you weren't going to just accept him treating you that way.
"You're actually mad. Are you serious right now? What is your problem?"
"Oh as if you wouldn't immediately jump on Tom's dick if he asked you to, come on (Y/N), tell the truth, we both know you want to." You wanted to slap the stupid grin out of Jack's face and so did Tom. He looked calm on the outside, but his fist was ready to meet Jack's face when Harrison pulled him and you behind himself, stepping in front of the two you.
"I suggest you to leave right now, mate. I don't think this is the right time to be a dickhead." Harrison said, crossing his arms.
"What do you want? D'you want to fuck her, too, huh? Go on, bet she's happy to help you out. Isn't like she'd say no." You saw him look at you, making you shiver. His words were cold, you couldn't see the sweet guy that had helped you get over Tom anymore, all you saw was an absolute asshole.
"I think you should go. Now. I'm happy to help you remind you where the door is if you don't leave right now." Harrison had a firm tone in his voice, hee wasn't taking any of Jack's bullshit and you had never been happier about having him there with you. You knew he was the reason Tom was that calm and you were thankful that he hadn't already thrown a punch.
"How about you fucking leave and let me talk to my girlfriend?" Jack spat, trying to get Harrison to step out of his way so he could get to you.
"Ex-girlfriend." You spoke up, stepping next to Harrison, leaving Tom behind the two of you.
"What?" Jack looked at you, the anger in his face being replaced by confusion for a second before he went back to looking angry.
"I said, ex-girlfriend. I can't do this anymore, Jack. You were the sweetest guy when we started dating, what happened? You're nothing but a dick right now."
You were sad about the fact that Jack had changed. He wasn't anything like the guy that held you when you started crying in the middle of the night and he wasn't anything like the guy that bought you a stuffed bear for when he couldn't be there.
Did you really hold onto something that wasn't even there anymore? Were you that blinded by wanting someone to care about you that you failed to realize that everything you seemed to believe in wasn't even there in the first place?
"What happened? Let me think, oh yeah, you let me sleep with you." He smirked, making you want to throw up when memories of all the sweet and soft moments the two of you shared over the past six months flooded your mind.
"I'm going to fucking kill you." You heard Tom say behind you. He was ready to break Jack's nose if it wasn't for you stepping back and intertwining his hand with yours, making him release his fist as you pulled him a step back. You squeezed Tom's hand as he calmed down a bit. You wanted to tell him you were there and that this wasn't something you wanted to see happening.
"I'd like to see you try." Jack grinned, now wanting nothing more than to provoke Tom even more.
"I swear, if you don't leave right now, he's going to be the last one you should worry about. You don't want me to start this with you, do you?" Harrison challenged your ex boyfriend.
"Jack, do us all a favour and leave. Please." You were close to crying, the tears were starting to pool in your eyes. This time it wasn't because you were angry, this time it was because he had hurt you. He was basically telling you he stopped caring and making an effort as soon as you slept with him.
"What's going on?" Harry saw from the distance that something was about to go down and decided to step in. He was quickly to gather what was happening by just listening to Jack's next words.
"Yeah sure, fine. I can't stand your sorry ass anyways, you're so fucking boring, I don't know why we were even dating. Oh yeah, I guess, you weren't that bad of a fuck." He chuckled, ignoring Harry who's eyes widened when he saw the rage in Harrison's eyes.
"This is for all the bullshit that just came out of your mouth, and I swear to god, if you don't fucking leave right now, I'm going to punch you into another universe." The blonde boy said through gritted teeth. You didn't realize how angry Harrison was until you saw how much his hands were shaking before his fist met Jack's face. Harry was quick to step in, holding Harrison back and telling Jack to get lost if he didn't want to have another black eye the next day.
To your surprise, Jack actually left. You hadn't realized that you had started crying until you felt Tom's thumb wipe away the wetness on your face. You softened the grip on his hand as you noticed how much you held onto him.
"What a fucking asshole!" You heard Harrison scream, making you snap back into reality. You heard your own and Tom's parents walk outside, probably wanting to know what was going since Jack left so suddenly.
"I'm going to tell them what happened, okay?" Tom said, making you tighten the grip around his hand, not ready to let him go yet.
"Pl- Please stay." You managed to whisper. You needed someone to hold onto. You needed someone to tell you they were there and you needed someone to just be there.
"We'll tell them. Stay with her." You heard Harry say as he pulled Harrison with him in the direction of your families.
"I'm here, (Y/N). I'm here." You heard Tom whisper as he pulled you into his arms. You finally let out all the feelings you had bottled up over the past minutes. Tom caught you as you broke down sobbing. He held you as your tears stained his shirt. He was there.
"I got you." He whispered over and over again as he ran his hand up and down your back, trying to get you to calm down a bit.
"I'm so fucking stupid." You sobbed, you hated yourself for trusting another person. You hated how much Jack hurt you. You hated how you always seemed to be hurt by the people you trusted the most. You hated how you let someone hurt you again.
"You're not, Angel. Look at me," Tom held your cheeks as he made you look at him, "You're not stupid. Okay? He's just an absolute asshole and I wish you let me break his nose." The boy said as your mouth curved into a smile.
"There is that beautiful smile again." He smiled as he pressed his lips against your forehead, making you relax into his touch.
"I'm always going to be the one to wipe away your tears"
Truth.