You woke up to the sound of two men's voices. They were singing a duet.

You listened more closely, then, you realized that it was John and Alex who were singing.

Rolling out of your bed, you grabbed your suitcase and pulled out some clothes to wear from it.

You selected a dark red oversized hoodie and black jeans. You didn't care about your appearance. You didn't wear makeup. You gave no fucks.

You brushed your H/c hair and put it into a messy bun. Not because you cared about how your hair looked, but rather because you wanted it out of your face.

Lastly, you slid on your shoes.

Sighing, you remembered your thoughts from the previous night.

He doesn't love you.

Those words seemed to be haunting you.

You slowly opened your new bedroom door. They were singing extremely loudly, yet both the men heard you open the door. They stopped singing and turned around, "Good morning, Y/n!" John greeted you. It sounded so cheerful.. but words came back into your mind reminding you..

He. Does. Not. Love. You. Stop thinking that!

"..Hey.." You quietly and awkwardly greeted back.

John seemed to see that something was up, but he didn't say anything. 

You didn't say anything else, instead you walked to the kitchen. You grabbed a cup and filled it up with some cold water. You gulped it down quickly.

Your eyes wandered to the fridge. Should I eat?

You decided not to. You just headed back to your room and locked the door.

You grabbed earbuds and your phone. You laid down on your bed and put your earbuds in. You turned on some music and hummed to it, staring at the wall. The simple, white wall.

Countless songs played and ended in what felt like a few seconds as you stared at that wall. Your mind went blank as you stared. Eventually you checked the time. You had been listening to music and staring at the wall for hours.

You shut off your phone and exited your room to see John, who was staring at you. His hazel eyes echoed into yours, but then you looked away from him. Alex wasn't anywhere to be seen, so he probably left to go back to his own dorm.

Remember, he doesn't love you. He kissed you to make the others excited. He doesn't actually like you like that. Don't think that he loves you. Leave his presence, he won't care anyways.

You walked out the front door, shutting it behind you. Rain was pouring out of the sky. You didn't mind. You never did.

You walked through the school grounds, exiting them. You wandered, your mind was completely blank. Eventually you looked up to see a huge tree. It was the tallest, thickest tree you had ever seen in your life.

You ran over to the tree and began to climb it.

You climbed the tree until you reached the very top, where you just sat down and stared at the land around you, which now look tiny.

You saw the rain splatter down onto everything, including you, of course. Most of the rain didn't touch you, though, because the trees huge leaves were protecting you from most of the cold, wet rain.

Time Skip

You stared at the rain for hours. The sky turned dark, but you could still hear the rain, so that was enough.

Eventually, at around 12 AM, you climbed down the massive tree and began to head home. You weren't excited to see John.

He doesn't love me.. he doesn't care about me, either. You reminded yourself.

When you arrived home, the first thing you saw was John, who was on the couch. When he saw you, he leaped up from the couch and ran over to you.

"Y/n! Where have you been?! Whats been going on?!" John asked you, concern filling his eyes.

You stared at him before replying with a few simple sentences, "Please stop acting concerned. You kissed me when you didn't love me. You don't care about me, bitch!" tears formed in your eyes.

John looked stunned. He was about to reply when you ran into your room, locking the door. You jumped onto your bed and pulled a blanket over your head, beginning to cry.

After you had been crying for what seemed like endless minutes, you fell asleep.

Johns POV

Did that really just happen? Did Y/n just say that?

I wanted to reply but as soon as I opened my mouth, Y/n was gone. I heard her door shut and lock.

I fell onto the couch, warm tears pouring out of my hazel eyes.

I love her so much. What would ever make her think I didn't?! I kissed her because I loved her.. I thought she loved me too..

Y/n doesn't love me, does she?

Then I fell asleep.

A/N again: Sorry for the drama in this chapter :')