Jacks P.O.V.

'Call her back, Sean,' Mark smiles before winking at you. He always knows what is best for you. You can count on him, whatever happened.

You chuckle and blush like a tomato, of course Mark has noticed that. Mark just laughs his lighting laugh and even Matthias laughs with you.

Mark stops very quick and turns back to silence before getting eaten by the big seat he rests in. You stroke his leg and stand up, walking to another side of the room.

You get your phone out of your pocket, entering your code you think about what you are going to say. You kind of screwed up really bad. Can you make it right?

You search in your contacts until you find your crushes name, smiling and chuckling by only seeing her name you notice you love her to bits.

What is a little alarming, just the fact that you know the girl for maybe more than a week makes certain vibes running down your spine.

I love someone I do not even know. How crazy does that sound? You are getting creepy feelings but they all vanish like sugar in the rain when the irritating beeb sound takes off.

After a few times hearing that electronic false grade, Y/N picks up the phone. You listen how she sings your song, her voice sounds amazing and pure as gold.

You get red cheeks and could be easily mistaken for a drunk someone who had too much rum. Love makes you drunk, does it not?

'Hey Y/N, it seems you is enjoying yourself!' you chuckle into the microphone before laughing how she sings the last tone.

You remark how your dream cringes and you feel guilty already, what did you do? You know Y/N is not saying much because she does not want you to hear her snapped voice.

'I am,' she only says in a lifeless tone. She sniffles once but you decide to ignore it and just say what you have on your heart.

Your smile gets kicked of your face; nervously you stare at your shoes, your bright shoes. You just want to jump into her hotel room and kiss her. First it was only hugging but the beast inside cannot be tamed. Not anymore.

You sigh before saying what you want to clear up, it feels like thousand feet of clouds drive you apart and you hate it.

'Mark and I cannot join ya meal. Mark did not feel well. We are at his house now, I will stay there in the night so that means I cannot come to you this evening. I would love that but I cannot let Mark be alone right now and...'

'It is not like you would come if Mark was not ill,' Y/N whispers but hard enough so you could hear it. Your heart breaks and you cry a little.

So that is how she thinks about me?

Y/N starts crying like hell and she could fill a whole pool if she would stand over it. The heartbreaking tones make you cringe and walk toward the door to visit her but Matthias stops you.

Mark was cringes as well, in pain not in sadness. You had to stay with him. You give Matthias an angry look. If looks could kill you, you would be probably going to jail for the rest of your life.

You get back to the corner you stood in and play with the drapes; stroking it multiple times. Y/N continued sobbing and crying while your heart shrinks into a dried plum.

'Are you alright Y/N?!' you failed at holding back your worrying; you also failed at illuminate all the feelings in your voice.

Sadness, love, angriness, guilt and somewhere deep on the bottom a spark of happiness. Why? You do not have a clue.

'Yea, thanks for asking Roane,' she whispers lightly. You hear the name she said that does not belong to you and you break from the inside.

Crying you fall to the floor thinking that she has somebody else. Hoping she has not. Matthias runs toward you and slides over the parquet, leaving scars into the ground.

He hugs you and holds you close but you push him away and hug your phone, hoping for a mistake. You are hoping for a wonder.

'Who is Roane? Y/N, please tell me!' you almost scream in anger. You do not get angry very often; just now she got you pissed off.

You hear a demonic undertone in your voice and it even scares you, so how would it sounded to Y/N? Frightening you guess.

Matthias tries to approach you, again. This time he cannot come close to you or you already hear Mark strongly not advising to come near. He knows you best; he knows that when you are angry you want to be left alone.

Y/N answers your question and you shut your mouth, this is a very silly situation if you do not know what was going on.

One man sitting in a chair, not looking at what the others do and another man, trying to approach someone on the floor. Stretching out his arm as you would do by letting a dog sniffle on you, he takes steps forward. The other person on the floor is curled up against the wall and almost squeezes his phone, acting like an afraid pet.

'He is someone who I care about, he is my friend. Was that a good answer your highness?!'Y/N screams from the other side of the phone. You crimp to a smaller ball as you already were and cry harder. You got roasted, by a girl.

You do not want to quarrel with Y/N and get your voice a little bit lower, wishing it will cool her off. You make yourself calm, responding to Y/N's burnout.

'Did I say something wrong? Y/N I want to help you,' you exhale within the sentence trying to get the anger out your system.

It does not help.

'I am sorry Sean, I cannot take this. Still thank you for asking,' Y/n sobs and you hear how she moves her phone by the cracking sound.

'Y/N, please just...' she cuts the rope you where holding on to and so you fall into the dark deepness named grief.

'Bye Sean,' Y/Nwhispers. Your cheeks are burning from warm tears and you punch the wall nearyou, causing a strong pain to run through your hand but you embrace thetorture.

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somebody is having a breakdown! bad timing Y/N! just joking;)

it seems i could upload anyways so that is need! here we are again!

I love you cornflakes and

Stay BOSS!!!