Fuckboy Camila (Camren)

nintey two

Xander nervously tugged on his ear as his boyfriend walked up to him.

Niall looked happy. He didn't know what was going on, he didn't know the intensity of what he'd done.

"Hey babe." The blonde said.

Xander replaced tugging on his ears for messing with his piercings, and decided to get right to the point.

"I'm breaking up with you." The black haired boy rushed out, wincing when he realized what he'd just said. Everything he'd worked for in this relationship was ruined because Niall wasn't completely satisfied.

The Irish boy didn't look surprised.

"Well, sucks to be you, because I've been seeing someone else."

"I know. That's why I'm dumping you."

"Alright. See you around then."

And then the boy left.

He left Xander standing there, on the verge of tears, because holy shit he'd invested so much into Niall that the breakup (if you could even call it that) hurt more than he thought it would.

But the boy tugged on his snakebites one more time before wiping off the front of his shirt with a weight off his shoulders.

He didn't need Niall.

So with a wavering heart, the black haired boy walked away from the bench sitting in his favourite park.

Now he could be happy.