𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜

𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 - 𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕗𝕚𝕔

𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕘: 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 - 𝕣𝕖𝕩 𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕪
[𝚔𝚎𝚢: 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢]

•quick explanation before you start the song•
it had been two weeks since alex last saw you. you'd been streaming, sure, but not a single word was exchanged since then. it started when you came home late after going to a night cafe with your friends. he was worried sick when you didn't come home by 11. what he didn't see was that you sent him a message about it. he didn't ignore it on purpose, he was on stream so his phone was silenced. you came home an hour later and by that time alex ended his stream and left his room to see you. or yell at you. now, this took you by surprise, because alex doesn't yell in arguments, ever. you kept trying to tell him that you sent him messages, and he didn't see them because you thought that his stupid stream took priority over you.
the fight ended with you grabbing your things and getting into a friends' car.

like i said, two weeks after your breakup, and no words were exchanged. alex hadn't streamed in four days.

alex pov
y/n was gone. that's what i believed, anyway. and i'm pretty sure she took my motivation with her. i don't how i could've made her feel like the stream would ever even compare to her. i couldn't stream because it brought back that night. when i yelled, the high was short. it made me feel in control. and then i saw her glazed-over e/c eyes. regret hit me like a truck, but by that time she was out the door and in a car. what had i done?
*ding*
i picked up my phone immediately, with the thought that it might be her.
"dream is live on twitch!"
"joder."
(fuck)

"I should've stayed at home
'Cause right now I see all these people that love me
But I still feel alone
Can 't help but check my phone"

maybe it was meant to be this way. maybe this was the end of your relationship. you'd find another guy, who was funnier, sweeter, nicer, less busy and more loving than him. with that thought, he went to bed, because he couldn't stand being conscious for any longer.

"I could've made you mine
But no, it wasn't meant to be and see, I wasn't made for you
And you weren't made for me
Though it seemed so easy"

you clicked 'start stream'. the fight had knocked the energy out of you, but you couldn't let your fans down, right?
"hellooooo" you stretched out the 'o'.

immediately he noticed that this wasn't your usual greeting. you both called your fans habibis, and you always started the stream with that.

"we're playing bedwars today." you rubbed your eyes, cursing yourself for not buying concealer today.

Alex watched your hands lead up to your eyes. you rubbed under them to wake yourself up a little bit, but you brought attention to them instead. his heart ached at the thought that it wasn't him keeping you awake but the fight.

dinowhore donated 5$: WHERES QUACKITY WE MISS HIM JSBSKXNSK
"haha, thanks dinowhore for the dono." you looked into the webcam and your eyes unintentionally watered. alex's heart shattered completely.
you loaded into bedwars with the colour red.
"anyway, let's get these hoes."
after 2 hours, he watched you get off stream. he found that he couldn't even sleep anymore, because when he closed his eyes, he saw your tear-stained face. he wanted to fix this. maybe he could fix this. maybe he could get some closure, at least, because alex didn't want to see you almost killing yourself over him.

"And that's because I wanna be your favorite boy
I wanna be the one that makes your day
The one you think about as you lie awake
I can't wait to be your number one
I'll be your biggest fan and you'll be mine
But I still wanna break your heart and make you cry
But won't you wait?
You know it's too late
I'm on my own shit now
Let me tell you how it feels to be fucking great
I feel great"

alex stared at the ceiling for the 3rd night in a row. he hated how you made him feel. he hated how even a brush against his shoulder made him feel like the luckiest man on earth. he hated how a single glance from you could make his head spin. how you could pick up the little clues he unintentionally left when he was upset or jealous. how you both understood each and every movement the other made. no one had ever made him feel like the only person that mattered. except you. and he didn't have that anymore. he picked up his phone and dialled tommy.
"tommy, i'm going to see her right now."
"does she know?"
"no."
"fucking simp."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
You need to be yourself
Love someone for loving you instead of someone really cool
That makes your heart melt
Who knows what you truly felt?
You're still my favorite girl
You better trust me when I tell you
There ain't no one else more beautiful in this damn world
In this damn world

•break•

You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby
You're gonna wanna be my best friend
I said that
You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby
You're gonna wanna be my best friend, best friend
You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby
You're gonna wanna be my best friend
Best friend
You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby
You're gonna wanna be my best friend"

he tripped out of bed and raced to his closet, not bothering to change and out of his pyjamas (which you coincidentally loved) and grabbed his coat. pulling his shoes on and frantically looking for the keys, he locked his door and began running. his car was being repaired and your house wasn't very far anyway, so that was his option. the rain pressed his messy hair onto his forehead, but he didn't stop for a moment. he needed to see you. alex pulled his phone out to check the time. it was 12:00, and you'd be going to bed in 10. his finger pressed onto your contact and he hoped so hard that you hadn't blocked him. the surprise he felt was quickly washed away when you picked up.

"I say that I'm happy
I say that I'm happy
But no, no, no, no
No, no, no"

"Oh, I still wanna be your favorite boy"
he cried into the phone.
"I wanna be the one that makes your day
The one you think about as you lie awake
And I can't wait to be your number, your number one (again)"
he had no shame for pouring his heart out in the rain to his love in the middle of the night.
"I'll be your biggest fan and you'll be mine
But I still wanna break your heart and make you cry" he finally arrived at your house and frantically knocked at your door when he didn't hear your response. you opened it and stared at him with glossy eyes.

"i still wanna be your favourite boy." he hung his head and his tears fell to the ground.
your hands made their way around his neck and his quickly made theirs around your waist. your lips connected, and it felt like your first kiss all over again. it was long and sweet, like a welcome back home. he didn't want to let go because he thought that if he did, he'd lose you all over again. his hot breath hit your neck as you pulled away.
"you are my favourite boy, alex. you've always been."
he chuckled and pulled you into his soaked chest.

thanks for reading! i don't really like how this one turned out, but tell me what you think about it :)