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Feel Again

7.7k reads, omfg. Im so happy, i love you all. *listens to Earned It* And.. just because I introduce different characters doesn't mean that im not obsessed with Abel anymore, cos, girl. He's number one bae. Forever. 

After the drastic events of dinner, my feelings towards both guys changed. Britt kept texting me like we're best friends and Abel was blowing up Shay's phone because i blocked his fucking number. It really shocked me how he exposed our personal business to a complete stranger, its not some petty lie, it was my unborn baby. Even though we have been through hard times, i never thought that he would stoop that low. 

"Elle, we have a guest. Get yo' ass up." Shay shouted from the hallway. I rolled my eyes, and put on a cardigan. I gasped when i saw Dylan with numerous amounts of luggage, looking hopeful. 

"Im on my way to the airport, back to New York.. Do you wanna come to the airport with me? I mean, like, to say goodbye." He said, running a hand through his hair. He always did that when he was nervous, and his rambling was so cute. 

"Sure." I said, grabbing my shoes and sliding them on. I said bye to Shay and helped Dylan with some of his luggage. 

"Why-" I said, before Dylan cut me off by hugging me, extra tight. I squirmed in his arms until he let me go. 

"Sorry, ive been wanting to do that for a while. Your room mate was staring at me like she was going to murder me." He said, and i smirked, knowing how my best friend can be. 

"Yeah, that's Shay. My best friend. Anyway, so like.. when are you coming back?" I asked, looking at him and he was avoiding eye contact all of a sudden.

"I don't know, ive just finished filming The Scorch Trials, and filming for Teen Wolf starts up pretty soon. I like it here, i want to come back. And.. i want to see you again, if thats ok." He said, finally looking at me. I nodded, and his put his arm around me.

I wanted to spend my last moments with Dylan until his flight left, and i really didnt want him to go. Honestly. 

"I guess this is goodbye for now." Dylan said, and I nodded because I didn't really know what to say. He wiped the tear that travelled down my face and pulled me into a bone crushing hug. He was so much taller than me, so it was kinda awkward, because my head just about reached the top of his waist. 

I walked with him to the departure lounge and left when his flight was called. I looked at my phone and it was 9pm, i had somewhere to go.

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"Who the fuck-" Lamar said, as he opened the door. He beamed at me, and hugged me. He pointed inside and nodded.

"Abel, your girl is here." He said, and i slapped his arm. Brave ass nigga, he's lucky im tired from the long day at the airport. He smirked at me and led me inside the loft. It has been a while since ive been here, and i forgot how the atmosphere was 95% weed. My craving was intensifying, but I reminded myself that I wasn't here for that. I was here to sort out everything with Abel, as my actions have been nothing but confusing. I admit to that.

"Elle, is everything ok?" Abel said, walking over to me, placing his hands on my shoulders. I looked at him, and ugh, i felt like a 13 year old girl at a One Direction concert.

Fuck my life.

"Listen up, Drake. Im not here to talk about my feelings." I said, folding my arms over my chest and he smiled, slightly. 

"So, why are you here?" He asked, and it kinda hurt because usually he was so receptive to me, maybe i took him for granted. 

"I want you to tell me why the fuck.. you told Britt about my miscarriage. You had NO right to tell that to a stranger. I would never betray you like that." He reached out to hug me, but I shrugged him away.