Bebe looked disgusted with me, but I didn't care. I didn't care about much. If you haven't noticed, I was pissing in front of my ex-girlfriend. I had no fucks left. I truly felt like I hit rock bottom. 

Bebe's disgusted face turned into her usual skeeming one, "Wouldn't (Y/N) be pissed at you for being in the same bathroom as me?"

I zipped my fly and took another poll, "Oh, gossip girl hasn't heard? (Y/N) broke up with me." I walked passed her and to the door, "And, besides, I was the controlling one, not (Y/N)."

"Being in control makes you look like a piece of shit, huh?" she pressed.

I felt my eyes tear up as I faced the door.

"How do you think I felt when I saw you with your friends? They looked at me like everyone looked at you with (Y/N). Being in control suck, but you can't help it sometimes...especially when you love them," she gave a sad smile. 

Love them? Love me?

I turned around and saw the same sad look in her eyes, "Clyde, I know we were toxic-"

I couldn't help but interrupt her with a kiss.

"I know exactly what you mean," I whispered and held her in my arms.

*Your P.O.V.*

"Craig, I don't want to go to a party," I grumbled in the front seat of his car.

"Everyone is there," he pushed.

"Everyone, meaning Clyde," I rolled my eyes.

He let out a sigh, "Fine, what do you want to do?"

"I'd like you to either hold up on your promise of that late night burger or go back to my house," I spat.

He let out a laugh, "You don't leave your house. You claim you aren't heartbroken about this break up but you are sure living a depressing life."

"Oh shut up, you don't know what it's like to be tortured by watching the person you are almost positive you're in love with just live with in the same town as you and do as they please without the slightest consideration of how it could affect you," I snarled.

"You are an absolute idiot," he commented.

I turned to him with the same disgusted look, "What did you say to me?"

His dull blue eyes pierced through me causing my confidence induced by the anger slowly shrink.

"Craig, what are you-"

I was suddenly interrupted by his lips connecting to mine.