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The next morning adriana woke up in bed beside elena, who looked dead, well, she also probably did.

The girls came home at like 4am last night, euphoric.

She checked her phone and saw it was 3pm, and she saw at LEAST a million missed calls and messages from oakley.

She giggled and woke elena up, elena groaned and nearly fell off the bed.

Adriana turned the phone towards her.

'look, how ironic'

'bitch gets what he deserves'

'for real'

'if he can go to strip club and fuck random American bitches then so can you'

'I know, it's 3pm elena'

'fuck that'

'well imma go take a bath'

'hey adriana, im going back to sleep, if he calls you don't pick up, let him wait like he made you wait'

'alright'

And just like that, elena passed out again. Adriana walked into the bathroom, they were both hungover as fuck but adriana knew she couldn't stay in bed all day, she had to audition for this Vivienne Westwood catwalk show thing soon, so she had to get herself together...somehow.

Just as she was about to step into the bath, her phone rang.

Oak tree, 💞

She let out a huff, she felt bad, I guess all this toxic love thing stuck with her after Francisco..

Anyways, she hung up and got into the bath, she closed her eyes for a minute of silence, but it rung again, she picked up the phone and awnsered, not saying anything.

'adri?'

'what'

'we need to talk'

'you think?'

'hey.. Don't.. What's with the attitude?'

'are you having a laugh'

'no?..'

'so when you do all this shit it's not problem, im 'overreacting' and im being a bitch, but when I do something im 'embarrassing' you?!- '

This was all overwhelming for her that she started to tear up.

'god-'

She whispered softly, sniffling and trying not to cry.

'dont cry.. Please'

Silence.

Oakley rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hands, he knew he messed up, but a part of him didn't care.

'ill be back home tomorrow, we can talk then'

Adriana didn't reply, she just hung up.
 
  
 
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The next day elena went home, she mentally and physically prepared adriana for their 'talk'.

It was another very gloomy and dark day in London, it was 6pm and the sun was already down.

Oakley should be coming through the door any minute now..

Adriana sat in the sitting room, he leg bouncing up and down like insane, biting her acrylics.

She wore grey tracksuit bottoms and matching hoodie, her hood was up.

It was very cold so she had a blanket over her legs with her sleeping cat on it.

The front door opened and she felt her heart drop.

She did not, under any circumstances take her eyes off of the cat, when she heard bags plonk beside her she looked up, seeing him staring down at her.

The tension in the room was unreal.

She got up and hugged him, slowly, he hugged back almost immediately, kissing the top of her head.

The two just stood there for a while, until he spoke up.

'this isn't healthy'

'I know'

She mumbled against his chest, she missed him, no matter what he did, she missed him and he missed her too.

'I think we should...take a break..'

He said.

'yea..okay'

As he said that she felt her heart shatter into a trillion pieces.

'It's making you cry every time
You give your love to me this way..
Saying you'd wait for me to stay
I know it hurts you
But I need to tell you something..
My heart just can't be faithful for long
I swear I'll only make you cry
Maybe I'd change for you someday
But I can't help the way I feel
Wish I was good, wish that I could
Give you my love now'

He said softly as he held her shaky hands.

And with a shaky voice, she replied.

'I remember when I first noticed that you liked me back
We were sitting down in a restaurant waiting for the check
But I could tell that something had changed how you looked at me then. Stay with me, I don't want you to leave'

He let go of her hands, and finally said..

'I have to, I swear I'll only make you cry'
 
 
 
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AUTHORS NOTE
I sincerely apologise for this chapter.
The cigarettes after sex reference is making me wanna KDKJSNAS
I love you all so much x