Don't Need Them - John Laurens x Reader {DISCONTINUED}

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~ time skip: Friday afternoon ~

Your POV

A.Ham @the.man.is.nonstop
The spring fair's tomorrow night, and the loves and I are excited! How many of you are going?
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Yes, I'm going :) ... 64%

I'm not going :( ... 36%
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I was confused. Why was I still getting Alexander's posts when I didn't even follow him anymore? I went to my profile, checking who I followed. Puzzling enough, all three of them were there. I was also getting messages from our old relationship fans freaking out about how we were all going. Not my cup of tea.

Shaking my head, I closed out Twitter and shut off my phone. I'd deal with it later.

Getting off the bed, I went over to the corner of the bedroom, picking up my guitar. I went back to the bed, sitting cross-legged in the middle of it. I started strumming the chords to "Second Chance" for the hell of it.

"My eyes are open wide, and by the way, I made it through the day.
I watch the world outside, and by the way, I'm leavin' out today."

John's POV

"Tell my mother, tell my father, I've done the best I can.
To make them realize this is my life. I hope they understand.
I'm not angry, I'm just saying...
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance."

The door was closed and I didn't want to intrude on (Y/N) while she was playing. Even though she always got into a zone while playing, I just chose to listen from behind the door.

(Y/N) had said more than once she could relate the song lyrics to "what used to be", or at least the last part of the chorus.

"It's weird, honestly. All three of them 'said goodbye' and then gave each other a second chance, now look at them. They seem happy, but I can tell they want second chances from us too. I know them," she had told me one day.

"I just saw Halley's comet, she waved. Said 'why you always running in place?
Even the man in the moon disappeared, somewhere in the stratosphere."

Listening to her sing, my mind was still on the chorus lyrics. I thought that maybe there was a double meaning to it. There's was what (Y/N) had said, but what if there was something else too we hadn't realized?

Maybe the whole 'second chance' thing had to do more with (Y/N) and I than we thought. We also said goodbye, and with that, gave us a second chance at being happier alone together. I think the same went to the guys. Maybe their second chance was without us; a chance at realizing they didn't need us to be happy. Maybe they were trying to grab a chance back that had disappeared.

I was so caught up in my thoughts I didn't realize (Y/N) had stopped playing. When I fully dragged myself out of my thoughts, I opened the door.

(Y/N) looked up from her guitar, smiling. "Hey baby."

I walked in, returning the smile. "Hey baby girl. What're you doing?"

She shrugged. "Just singing. The usual."

"Any new ideas?" I asked.

(Y/N) shook her head, knowing what I was referring to. "No. It's getting frustrating," she mumbled.

I sat by the end of the bed. "You'll get it, chickadee. Like I said the other day, you just need inspiration to strike. Maybe tomorrow at the fair will spark something."

She looked up at me. "Hey, you're right! That could be the perfect chance for some upbeat ideas!"

I chuckled as she adjusted her guitar. "Glad to be helpful."

"Oh stop. You're always helpful," (Y/N) responded, reaching for her capo and placing it on her guitar.

"Really now?"

"Really."

~ that night ~

(Y/N) had excused herself to shower, so I sat on the bed scrolling through Instagram.

I looked over to the other part of the bed when (Y/N)'s phone chirped. Twitter.

I pulled her phone over, looking at the screen.

Twitter
@the_clothing_spy: In less than 24 hours ...

I was puzzled. Since when did she get Twitter notifications from Hercules? I remembered her unfollowing them, too.

I hesitated a moment, but entered her password to unlock her phone. To be fair, she had mine as well. It wasn't that we didn't trust each other, but you just never know what could occur.

I wanna be a spy @the_clothing_spy
In less than 24 hours, we'll be at the spring fair! Can someone tell @laf.le.baguette to calm down? @the.man.is.nonstop too oh my god

I couldn't help but wonder if one of them had something to do with (Y/N) still somehow following them. I definitely remembered her unfollowing them. I had a feeling they were just trying to be teases by posting about the fair.

I went to (Y/N)'s page instead, chuckling at the most recent thing she had tweeted about an hour ago.

song writing princesa @hey(y/n)(l/n)
So the fair is tm and John apparently has a surprise for me. What do you guys think and... should I be scared @JLaurensofficial?

I closed out her Twitter, shutting off the phone and putting it back. I unlocked my own phone, going to Twitter.

Painter boy @JLaurensofficial
Replying to @hey(y/n)(l/n)
You guys will never guess. As for being scared... that's on you princesa ;P

After a few minutes, the slightly ajar bedroom door widened and (Y/N) stepped into the room wearing her pajamas, pushing the door back lightly.

"So, you're scared, huh?" I teased.

She stuck her tongue out at me, sitting at her vanity. "You're John Laurens. You could be planning anything for all I know."

I chuckled lightly. "You shouldn't be scared." I paused a moment. "At least... I hope..."

"Hm?" (Y/N) looked at me through the mirror.

I waved her off. "It's nothing princesa. Don't worry."