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it's been a few months since ruel left for tour and we both miss each other so bad.
i've been seeing whenever i call him he always looks sad, or lonely.
" hey luv" i smiled as i leaned my phone down on the mirror.
" hi" he said, under the covers of his hotel bed.
" i miss you a lot" ruel sighed, making me feel bad for him.
" i do too, but you got to be happy for your supporters" i said.
" i do, i love them a lot but i just can't stand not being able to hold you" he mumbled, but loud enough for me to hear.
" it's only for two more months babe, you can get through this" i smiled, but frowning a bit when i saw him not doing it back.
" you look pretty" he said, trying to make himself a bit happy.
" thank you" i smiled.
" did tyler ( the creator) invite you to his party?" ruel asked.
" yeah, i'm heading there in a bit" i saw him frown and it hurt, a lot.
" can i tell you something?" he said, then i nodded.
" i don't want to be here right now, i feel so lonely and i can't do it all alone." ruel started crying, " i need you here right now, i'll pay for everything, i just want you with me right now"
" ruel baby, i know i'll just be a distraction, you need to do this, these people have been waiting to see you" i sighed.
" ruel?" a male voice called out, making his head turn to the voice.
i heard mumbling voices and ruel nodding, " i've got to go love, have fun at the party, love you"
" love you too" then he hang up, making me tear up.
~~~~ ( after tyler's party)
nate flagrant: hey y/n, you know how ruel has been a bit down lately right?
y/n l/n: yeah why? is he okay?
nate flagrant: oh no there's nothing wrong it's just that since he's been down i want you to fly out here and come visit him for a few weeks.
y/n l/n: of course, when do you want me to go?
nate flagrant: no ma'am, if you say that, that means your paying which would be really rude of me so i'll pay for everything.
y/n l/n: are you sure? i could at least pay for half
nate flagrant: nope my treat for both of you lovesick teens since both of you have been down
y/n l/n: you are amazing nate
nate flagrant: i know, anyways i have to go so i'll text you the details later.
y/n l/n: see ya
~~~~ ( skip to when you surprise him)
i pressed on facetime on ruel's contact, he accepted instantly.
" hiii" i smiled, making my hotel room a bit dark, so he won't recognise it.
" it's only 4 there love, isn't it a bit too dark for that time?" ruel asked.
" it's cold here remember?" i said, " it's darker now"
he smiled and frowned a bit, " i miss you to fucking death"
" i miss you too love but nO sWearing" then he laughed.
" you're cute" he smiled at me.
" says the one that has thousands of girls wanting to date him" i said.
" if i asked the whole population of boys, billions of boys would be on their knees wanting to date you" he sassily joked back, making me laugh.
" sorry love but i have to go" i frowned, obviously pretending.
a look of hurt went on his face for a split second, " oh, then see you later" he pretended to smile.
i hung up and got out of my hotel room, which was a few rooms down from his.
i took the spare hotel key nate gave me and quietly snuck in, his back facing me.
his sniffles from crying made my heart ache, " room service" i jokingly said.
" y/n!" he jumped excitedly from his bed, holy shit i have never seen someone so excited.
his hug made us fall over, nearly hitting our heads on the table mex to us.
" when did you come and why?" ruel smiled, not letting me get up yet.
" i arrived a few hours ago, and nate dmed me and said that he wanted to surprise you" i said, touching his blonde locks.
" remind me to hug the freaking shit out of nate when i see him"
" no fucking swearing ruel" i slapped him on the head.
" ouch, what the fuck you sweared!" he whined, rubbing his head.
" because im better than youuuu" i smiled, finally getting out of his bear hug and jump on his bed.
" what am i gonna do with your cute ass" he said, also running to the bed.
