I sat there tapping my foot, biting my nails, doing whatever it took to stop this feeling. That little wretched pain in the ass, well heart more like it, that made my eyes want to bawl. Just to not cry while I waited to confront the jackass; to not break my composure before he gets here.

I stood up in shock when I heard someone knock on my door. I bit my lip as I walked over to the door.

“Hey Hu- oh Keith what’s up?”

I wanted to smack him across the face. Leave his damn tan Cuban skin red from my hand, and have his eye’s start crying from the pain both physical and emotional. But the thing I wanted more was to forget what he did.

Forget that he pushed me away. Forget all that sobbing I did because of him. Forget how those words coming out of Hunk’s mouth didn’t shatter my damn already fragile heart. Saying how he didn’t even want to talk when he see’s me anymore.

All for what? I don’t know. I have no idea why he doesn’t want me in his life anymore, or why he pushes me away. Oh and why he can’t even manage to be nice to me at this point. But I wish I did, and I wish I could just kiss him.

Pull him into a unforgettable kiss that could make him gay for me. Or just love me, and God damn wish he could have me. Make him fall in love with me and have him wanting to hold me, cuddle with me, kiss me whenever he could. Then get jealous and get furious when I go flirting with dudes for free food or drinks at a bar.

Have him be mine; have him wish he was mine.

But no, there I stood with the damn fool I let shatter, not break, my heart.

“Get your ass in, Lance,” I grabbed his soft skin on his arm and dragged him to the couch. I pushed him onto it and pointed at him. That’s when I noticed I was shaking, and my lip was trembling. My heart beating faster and eyes getting heavier with the tears flooding in them.

Then suddenly I broke, “You little piece of shit!” I yelled from the top of my lungs. I saw tears coming down from my eyes and heard my broken shattered voice for the first time.

“Keith, w-what the heck? I didn’t do an-” I slapped him. He got up from the couch and I slapped him.

“So you're saying you didn’t shatter my heart! You're fucking saying that your best friend did not tell me how your little coward ass got scared! That you didn’t ever want to see me again because I was a small gay stalker who confused you...Huh? You’re tell me that you never said that you wish you’ve never met me.” I scoffed up with tears coming out of my eyes as well. All the feelings I had hidden from the stupid boy that supposedly cared for me coming out in anger.

Then still yelling and being livid I still had a thought in the back of my mind. I should forgive him. I should let that bastard that shattered my heart be redeemed. Let everything he said to me, that left me thinking for days just get shot away. To still get that shard of the heart he broke and use it to forgive him.

I shook my head and slapped him again.

“Listen to me! And don't fucking stop because you're going to remember these words; just how i remembered yours. How you said you’ll be my family, that you'll care for me because no one ever did. How you said so many meaningless things and yet I was fumbling over what you meant by that, but it was all nothing,” I sighed looking away from him for a second and looking at ceiling, “And those nights when we would just talk and talk until you had to hang up or go home. How I would listen and be fascinated by every word even if you were talking about some stupid meme. Then the way you looked at me when you smile or see me during a class. Oh how those moment left me helpless.”

I stared at his regretful face again. Seeing tears roll down his face as he gripped his pants. He is in pain. And I really wanted to smile and say how karmas a bitch or you deserved it but it still broke my heart to see him sad. I know I wanted to make him feel pain yet after everything I still love him. I wanted to stop my confrontation and just hug him.

Wipe away the tears with my thumb as I would caress his cheek, Bring him closer to him and slowly come in for the kiss. Then for it to start slow until it would become more sloppy and passionate.

I shook the thoughts off again.

“I would die for you, I would go to McDonalds and dance, scream, sing my heart out for you if it made you happy. I cared about you so much, and I loved you to days end. We could just sit down and not say a word, but just knowing that you were happy would have made me thrilled.  But now we are here, you sitting on that damn couch and me trying not to care about you. Because unlike you I mean it. And now I swear to God I will hate myself for telling you all this, but right now I don’t care. Well I do but I’m trying not to, but Lance I swear to any God you don’t deserve me. You’ve broken my heart and smile; everything that you claimed you cared about broken. And you never deserved it, you don’t deserve these tears coming out or the feelings I’m telling you,” I grabbed jacket and put it on.

“And you know what you don’t deserve my forgiveness. So tell Hunk thanks for me. Thank him for telling me about why you made me cry! Thank him for telling me the truth unlike you! I hope that you burn in hell! Have a great life because you got what you wanted! You’ll never have to see my gay ass again, congratulations!” I walked out of the dorm and slammed the door as loud as I could.

Tears still in my eyes I let out a shaky sigh thinking, that felt good to let out.

(A/N) Ah yes how it did feel good to write this at midnight. Either way this was college au klance angst. Also for the person who requested the reader one shot dont worry it'll be published as soon as I finish it. So soon hopefully if I remember and randomly have inspiration. Also _bloopitybloop told ya you gonna cry. This felt so satisfying to write I swear. Either way I gtg so bye bye kitties and I'll see y'all later!