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I have questions | e.d

(Y/N) was currently starting out the window of the cafe she was at. She looked the opposite direction of the window and saw her ex boyfriend, Ethan Dolan.

When he left her, she felt like he left her alone to burn; she felt too young to be hurting. She felt doomed trapped in her room and staring straight at her walls questioning what she did wrong. She stayed up all night trying to count and numb all the wounds he left her.

She unlocked her phone and went to her favorite photo of them. She still let the pictures of them because she still smiled at the memories they shared together. She always questioned herself 'Does he care?' 'Why doesn't he care?'

I gave him all of me. My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears. I was there for him when no one was...and now he's gone, and I'm here......she thought to herself.

She snapped back into reality when she heard someone cleared their throat. She looked up and saw him.

"D-do you mind if I sit here?" Ethan asked. (Y/N) swallowed hard, "Umm, sure."

He sat in front of her and tried to start a conversation, "So...how are you?" She looked at him with a straight face. "I'm doing good," she slightly smiled.

They continued their small talk until (Y/N) spoke up, "I have questions for you." "About?" "Our relationship," she whispered loud enough for Ethan to hear. "Oh..." he trailed off, "umm go ahead." "Why'd you tell me who you think you are then have the nerve to tear my faith apart?" "Uh, well you see-" (Y/N) was angered at the thought that he would try to come up with excuses, so she continued to question him to see if he would feel bad. "Why would you try and play me for a fool? I should have never ever ever trusted you," she spoke. "Look I'm-" "Why weren't you who you swore that you would be?" "(Y/N) I-" "No Ethan, Ive got questions haunting me, ever since that day. My name was safest in your mouth, and you had the audacity to go and spit it out. And your voice..." Ethan looked at her with tears in his eyes, he couldn't believe he broke her this much. "it was the most angelic, familiar sound, but now, it just sounds like danger to me," she choked out.

"You know what, just forget it Ethan. You don't care," she got up and walked to the exit of the cafe. Ethan ran after her. "(Y/N) wait," he called out. She didn't listen; she continued to walk. Once he caught up to her, he spun her around and kissed her on the lips.

"How do I fix it?" he asked.

Do I wanna fix it? she asked herself.

"Can we talk?" "I'm afraid," she whispered. "Well we can figure it out if we communicate." There was a pause. "Is it my fault?" they both asked at the same time. "Do you miss me?" Ethan whispered.

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pretty proud of this but I'm pretty sure when I go back to this I'm gonna be like "wtf is this" haha. buT IM SO PROUD OF MY BABY CAMZ.

and also, my thoughts and prayers go out to eVERYONE in Manchester tonight and Ariana. this world is so fucked up.