We arrived to Sean's house, and he stumbled through the front door.

"(Y/N), w-what time is it?"
I looked down to my phone

"It is 11:56 Sean McLoughlin." A slightly familiar voice spoke coming down the stairs. I looked up to find Sean's mom.

"Oh heyyyyy Maaaaa! I forgot to tell ya', t-this is my super sexy girlfriend, (y/n)." He slung his arm around my shoulder and put his thumb up to her. I was starting to boilon the inside, did Sean really just like me for the way I look? I didn't want to yell at him in front of his mother though...

"Hello again, (y/n)." She turned to me and sweetly smiled.
"W-wait, again?"
"Sean William McLoughlin," his mother started, ignoring his statement. "that is no way to talk about a lady. Especially you're wonderful girlfriend. But do you have any idea how worried I was? You're lucky your father isn't home, or you'd be six feet under by now. And oh... your hair... the more you dye it the more it dies and with break off. You shouldn't be strolling into the house drunk off your lousy ass this late like its nothing!" She continued to yell at him.

"Yeah y-yeah..." He waved her off and started up his spiral staircase.
"Sean! I-"
"Let me talk to him." I interrupted her and placed my hand on her shoulder. She watched him walk up, then once he disappeared she looked down to her feet and sighed.
"Okay Darlin'. Not sayin' you'll get an answer from 'em, but if anyone, I got ma' faith in ya'." She smiled and patted my shoulder then turned down a hallway that was pasted the stairs that Sean went up.
"Just make sure he doesn't kill himself." She joked from down the hall. I couldn't help but giggle.

I walked up the elegant stairs and reached the door that lead into Sean's room, and knocked.

"Jack?" I called, but no one answered.
I slowly opened the door to have an only-boxer-wearing Sean scare me from behind the door.

"JESUS CHRIST SEAN!" I yelled rolling on the floor. Sean pinned me down and laughed.

"Sorry, beautiful." He kissed me. When he leaned down, I could feel the erection in his boxers because I called him Sean. I turned my head away, not wanting to do anything while he's in this drunken haze. "Baby, c'moooon.... I know what I'm doiiiiing.." He chuckled in a darkly tone and tried to kiss me again but I turned.

"Sean. Get off." I said his real name to sound more serious, and I was. He realized I wasn't playing anymore and got off.

"You said you know you're not perfect, and you're really trying for me, but if you are, then what was that?" I nearly shouted, waving my hands around the area to indicate what actions just took place.
"You need to stop drinking so much! It can ruin your future! And you! Then how would I be able to survive alone again! I need you Sean..." I started to sniffle and cry. He could actually die if this sort of behavior continues.
"(Y/N)! I drink because I know I can't be what you want! That's my problem! I'm trying to be what you want, and it's my own fault for being this way, but even so, I can't just fix it!"
"Then stop making me feel like it's my fault!" I retorted. He shouldn't be making me feel this way.
"If you 'Love me' so fucking much like you claim you, you wouldn't try to make it seem to be my fault!"
Sean just stood their in astonishment.
"Get out of my fucking house..." He mumbled.
"GET THE FUCK OUT! I HATE YOU, NEVER COME BACK OR I WILL CALL THE FUCKING POLICE!" He screamed in my face. I can't let it phase me, to show I'm weak.
"Fine." I collected myself and stood in the doorframe leading out.
"Sean McLoughlin," I started looking back at him.
"We are done."
I closed the door and walked back to my dorm. I can't believe what just happened...
He told me, not even five hours ago that he loved me for the first time and in the same time span told me he hates me.

I break down and cry, continuing to walk back. I want to vent to Charlie, she's one of the few people I can to now.

When I get to the dorm, there was a note on my pillow.

"Out with Craig. ~Charlie xoxo"

Fucking wonderful.

I rip the note and feel like I'm going to scream.

Then I stop.

I freeze.

There's one person left.

I grab my phone from my pocket and call the number.

"Daithi?"