I Miss You, I’m Sorry || Tom Blyth x Singer!Reader
Summary: In which after your break up with Tom, you write a song about him and fans start to speculate that it is about the two of you.
Warning: swearing, kinda toxic Tom?
Wc: 1,123
A/n: someone asked if I would do a Sabrina Carpenter x Tom fic but I thought I’d do it with Gracie Abrams instead bc I absolutely love her <3 (I don’t mention Gracie, it’s still an x reader)
Tom Blyth x singer!reader au masterlist
Divider by @pommecita
Do you remember happy together? I do, don't you?
You squeal in excitement. You had just dropped your first ever album. “I’m so proud of you, my darling,” Tom hugs you tightly as he kisses your hair. “Thank you,” You says against his ear.
That night, the two of you stayed home, ordered pizza and drank wine in each other’s arms. Tom was so incredibly proud of you, he knew the hardships you faced that year when composing the songs and everything else that was going on in life.
You felt so blessed to have had Tom by your side during the particularly rough year. “I love you,” You whisper, your breathe fanning Tom’s neck as he pulls you closer to him. “I love you more,” He whispered back as you smiled.
Then all of a sudden, you're sick to your stomach, Is that still true?
Tom felt sick in the stomach knowing what he had done. It was a simple drunken mistake that he could never forgive himself. He cheated on you. He could never forget how he absolutely shattered your pure heart, all because of his drunken actions.
You said, "Forever, " in the end I fought it, Please be honest, are we better for it?
“I will forever love you, y/n.” He says against your lips before kissing you. You melt into the kiss, your arms wrapping around his neck as you bring him closer to you.
“You said you’d love me forever Tom- I-I don’t understand why’d you would do this-“ You furrow your eyebrows as tears had blurred up your vision. “I’m so sorry y/n, please-“ He tries to say as his hand touches your arm but you pull away from him, too hurt, too broken.
Thought you'd hate me, but instead you called and said, "I miss you", I caught it
You pick at your fingernails as your leg bounces up and down. You were sat at your desk, alone in the house. It had been a month since you broke up with Tom. And you couldn’t help but think about him every single day.
He was your everything. You couldn’t just get him out of your head that quickly. You flinch at the sound of your phone going off, buzzing on the table as you turn your phone over revealing his name on the caller id.
You stare at it for a few seconds, contemplating. “Hello?” Your voice was quiet as you hear a silence on the other end. “Tom? Are you there-“ “I miss you,” You hear him say, his voice just as shaky as yours; you bite your trembling lip, trying so hard to hold back the tears that were threatening to come out.
Good to each other, give it the summer, I knew you too
Little did you know that that summer was going to be your last one spent with Tom. He hadn’t told you that he had cheated on you yet, but you felt a shift.
You felt a change that you tried to ignore the best you could until you couldn’t handle it anymore.
But I only saw you once in December. I'm still confused.
You saw him once in December. That was all. You didn’t know why he was ignoring you and being so distant.
You said, "Forever, " and I almost bought it. I miss fightin' in your old apartment
“Forever.” What a fucking lie. “Why are you being so fucking distant towards me!” You yell, walking into his apartment as he slams the door behind him. “I’m not! I’ve been busy with my own fucking life y/n” He screams back as you both stare at each other.
“You could still try and make an effort Tom! I’m your girlfriend!” You storm up to him, finger pointing at him as he shoves your hand away from him, walking away without saying a word. “Don’t walk away from me-“ You shout as you follow him upstairs, “I don’t want to talk right now,” He seethes, slamming his bedroom door on your face.
You stand there as you scoff. You lift your hand up to knock but figured it would be no use, so, you walked back downstairs, grabbed your things and left.
Breakin' dishes when you're disappointed, I still love you, I promise
“Why-Why couldn’t you just tell me y/n,” He pulls at his hairs as you sat on the couch, knees to your chin as you look down on the ground. “I didn’t know how to,” You say quietly, not sure if he heard you.
“Y/n,” He sternly says as you look meet his angry eyes, “I said, I didn’t know how to tell you-“ smash. You flinch, gasping at the noise of mug smashing into little bits. Tears started flowing down your cheeks as you bury your head in your arms, sobbing.
Tom breathes heavily as he realises what he’s done. “Fuck,” He walks to you on the couch, his hand softly touching your hair as he listens to you sob. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry y/n,” He whispers he sits beside you, placing a gentle kiss on your arm.
“Please forgive me, darling,” He cooed. His anger got the better of him. You look at him, teary eyed. He wore an apologetic look on his face as you cry even harder, sitting on his lap as he hugs you tight, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
Nothin' happened in the way I wanted. Every corner of this house is haunted
You stand in the living room of your house. Eyes puffy from crying, and a bag in hand with your things that you collected from Tom’s place. Looking around the place gave you flashbacks of you and Tom.
You got this house soon after you started dating Tom nearly 4 years ago now. There were so many memories made here and you couldn’t stop thinking about them.
And I know you said that we're not talkin', But I miss you, I'm sorry
You felt somewhat guilty for missing him. After all, he was the one who cheated on you. Tom told you it would be better to go our seperate ways and limit interactions with each other as much as possible.
It still hurt. Waking up and knowing your relationship with Tom ended. The one person you could confide to was no longer there for you. The one person who knew how to cheer you up after a rough day wasn’t by your side anymore.
The one person who would travel with you around the world for concerts, and if he couldn’t, he would make sure to face time you every day no matter how early or late it was for him.
𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: mentions of death/ loss, ilnesses, crying, fluff i guess?, angst.
𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆:Charles has always seen you as his litte brother’s annoying best friend. What happens when you both grow up and he starts realizing things too late..
𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿: the plot is of based off of Gracie Abrams’. song, I miss you, I’m sorry. It may be off but use your creativity. I don’t see the song as two exes missing each other in this story. I used it bc the lyrics are definitely relevant to multiple situations. Might be a multi chap, but i’ll try to keep it short for my own sanity.
enjoy!
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From the innocent age of three years old, Y/n and Arthur have been attached at the hip.
Literally.
When they started first grade, they were put in two different classes. Clearly very upset with it, they forced the eldest Leclerc sibling, Lorenzo, to super glue their pants together. They walked , or tripped, into the school grounds the next day, smiling proudly at each other and their questioning teachers.
Their mothers obviously thought it was adorable and played along. Thought the bond was beautiful and a gift. That said bond never died. The little things keeping it alive.
Like how Arthur would tell Y/n how smart she was every time she helped him with a math question.
Or how Y/n would always tell Arthur that he’d be a World Champion when he’d discovered that just like his older brother, took an intrest in racing.
Arthur would help Y/n tie her shoes and Y/n would fix Arthur’s hair before he went to talk to a girl.
Y/n would stay up late in a cold and busy garage waiting for Arthur to finish doing laps around the track, being proud of his result and effort, not actually caring where he ended up.
Arthur would sit with a crying Y/n, comforting her when her anxiety got the best of her. Her choice in men not helping, but he’d never blame or judge her for it.
Arthur was always there for Y/n to lean on and Y/n the same for Arthur.
And for a while their mothers schemed, waiting for the moment they got together.
That suspicion changed completely when the pair were four teen years old. It completely vanished that one day in April when Y/n’ s mother died. Sat in the hospital with tears in her blue eyes, Y/n takes in the news of her mother’s passing due to leukemia. Arthur, almost as broken as the girl next to him, took her in his arms as they both sobbed.
Pascal, although absolutely crushed, observed the two. No eye contact, no tight grip, just two people leaning on each other for support.
When the little girl’s name got called, she looked up with big eyes. Pascal watched as the brunette girl was taken into her other son’s arms. She payed attention to the way Y/n gripped onto Charles’ sweater and neck, or the way she looked up from her head’s position on his chest to look into his eyes.
And when they were walking back through the white hallways to the car, and Arthur said “You’ll always be my best friend Y/n, I might have a girlfriend, but i’ll never leave you.” Pascal got her confirmation that the two kids weren’t in love, well at least not with each other..
Arthur had his middle school girlfriend and Y/n had.. well, a crush on Charles. The middle Leclerc.
A big crush.
The crush blossomed, just like Arthur and Y/n’s friendship, from the small things.
The way Charles would only throw Y/n with a piece of food at the dinner table and nobody else. It was probably just him making fun of the one person who wouldn’t stand up for themself, but 10 year old Y/n obviously saw it as Charles’ way of showing his affection.
Years down the line she would still smile over the way Charles would hear Y/n crying to Arthur and then ask her if she needed anything the second she came into his view.
The way Y/n’s stomach would fill with butterflies as Charles smiled at her from the podium.
He would buy her, her favorite candy when they go on trips, knowing her blood sugar gets low quickly.
They would fight about the dumbest things, but then Y/n would try to flirt with him ten seconds later.
He would stay awake at night, waiting for Arthur and Y/n to come home after going to a party, his excuse always being that he was waiting to show Arthur something, that he didn’t know that the girl would be with him, but he knew. He always did.
Despite all of it, Charles wasn’t interested. Amused and slightly more egotistical? Yeah, sure. But teenage Charles definitely thought he was too old for the girl and in all honesty too cool.
As they got older and Y/n got more confident, she started to try connecting with Charles, never succeeding, as she got the same excuse every time. “I’m too old for you.”
And maybe he was, she was 16 and he was about to turn 19. His other excuse was that he was very busy with racing. Driving in Formula 2 and trying to get to Formula 1.
Despite it, Charles owned her heart through it all, he even broke it a few times.
—
It was a beautiful day in Monaco and Arthur had invited Y/n to join the Leclerc family on the ocean, sailing across the clear waters with their boat.
Arthur brought his new girlfriend, and Y/n thought they were perfect for each other, actually being the one to set them up.
Sitting at the very edge at the front of the boat, looking at the sun setting.
Pascal watched as her middle child left the steering wheel, calling Lorenzo from the deck to take over.
She watches with intent as he takes off his hoodie and walks to the girl she would call her own and sit next to her.
The woman could see Y/n scoff at his offer, but ultimately agree to taking the piece of clothing.
“How are you?” Y/n asks him, looking at the sunset.
“Good, finally signed the contract, now I just have to follow through with it.”
“Can’t believe you’re going to be in Formula 1 next year.” you almost scoff in disbelief at it all.
“You’ve made it, Charlie.”
He looks at her with that sentence, staring deeply into her eyes. The eyes he’s looked into so many times, each time they’re just as pretty.
He turns his head again, both of them sit in silence, their presence speaking for its self.
“You miss her?” Charles asks, breaking the silence with a question that caused a chill to grow up Y/n’s spine.
“Ever day.” She simply replied.
She turned her head slightly, to be met with Charles staring at her deeply.
Y/n laid her head on his shoulder, sighing out.
“I’m too old for you, you know and with my career taking off.. it’s never going to happen, Y/n.”
“Whatever you say, Charlie. We’ll see.”
“I’m being serious.” He takes a brief pause, stuttering like he’s trying to come up with an excuse after being caught doing something wrong. “I don’t want to hurt your feelings. Arthur would kill me.”
“Hm, he would, wouldn’t he?” Y/n smiles at the thought of her best friend.
Back to Formula one though..
When he got his seat with Alpha Romeo, the whole family was ecstatic. Everyone celebrating, despite finding out the tragic news that Hervé, the boys’ dad was once again ill.
A year later Charles joined Alpha Romeo, as a rookie for the 2017 season. Nearing the Baku Grand Prix, Y/n got woken up by banging on her bedroom door. Outside the door was a frantic looking Arthur, and by the tears welling up in his eyes, Y/n knew the inevitable had came. She comforted Arthur on the way to the hospital, her heart breaking for the boy. Once he calmed down and fell asleep on her shoulder, her dad driving, her head started racing. The only thing going through her mind being if Charles was okay.
When Charles heard the brunette girls’ choked up words to his mother he quickly turned around, once again in the hospital hallway, and immediately met her gaze.
“Charlie, I’m so sorry.” she said, her arms around his neck, his face buried into her hair. For some reason the second she was near he let it all out. All of the frustration, the sadness, the anger and the utter and deep rooted pain.
They went home, the girl joining. As everyone went to bed, Y/n insisted on falling asleep to the tv playing, as she didn’t like the silence filling up her mind. Leaving her space to think about Hervé or how Charles’ arm felt around her waist.
She tried to suppress her feelings day by day. But the second he looked at her with his beautiful eyes or smiled at her she crumbled and fell for her best friends brother all over again.
And just as she was about to fall asleep and stop thinking about him, he walks down the stairs, a suit case in his hand and a tired expression on his face. It could be because of the lack of sleep or the emotional drainage today has caused.
“You really going to get on a plane right now?” she question at his sanity. “Have to.” He replies bluntly. “At four in the morning?” Y/n question once again, a little softer, feeling sympathy for the, very clearly traumatized and exhausted boy in-front of her. “I’m a bit early, couldn’t sleep.” he sighs, falling onto the couch next to her, rubbing his eyes with his right hand, the left one resting on the couch behind her.
“Are you okay?” Y/n brakes the short silence, looking intently at him.
It was silent for about two minutes. That’s what the clock on the wall said. It felt like two hours.
“I have to be. Can’t afford to be distracted.”
“Charles, your father died, you’re allowed to be sad.” the girl said, shocked at his lack of emotion.
“It’s easier for everyone if i’m not, I had a good cry. Now I have to look after Mama’n.”
The brunette girl looks at him, slightly confused why it’s his job to look after his mother when he’s not the oldest, nor the only child.
He sighs once again, looking straight forward at the clock om the wall. “Lorenzo is married and expecting and Arthur’s not only focusing on his racing and getting to F2, but he’s also falling in love, you can hear it in the way the idiot talks about her.” Charles chuckles, slightly annoyed but happy for his brothers and their success. Oh, and how it made you love him even more.
“You deserve love too, Charlie.” Y/n says, looking intently at his reaction form her view of his side profile.
He looks at her. His gaze narrowed slightly and he shook his head as Y/n placed her hand on his shoulder.
“I’m serious, you deserve that support, you deserve to feel excited about seeing someone, you deserve to be comforted and happy and to have fun. You just have to let it in..” Y/n says, hinting at Charles that she was there, waiting for him.
He looks at her again, realizing immediately that they are very much closer than they were a few seconds ago.
“Y/n..” Charles says, looking down at her lips. He was tempted, very tempted. He was confused and sad and saw Y/n as a good distraction. Or at least that’s what he told himself. Y/n tried to make eye contact, but it was impossible when all he could look at was her lips.
So she did the next thing she could think of. She leaned in. Their lips brushed together, she hesitates as Charles looked like he wanted to say something more. “Y/n.. I” Still as close as they were, Y/n’s heart beat out of her chest, so loud she was convinced Charles could hear it. This was the moment she’s been waiting for. She’s been in love with Charles for more than half her life. The thought of him finally feeling the same made her head hurt and her mouth run dry.
“I can’t.”
Two words, those two words she knew she would remember forever, she does to this day, it’s stored in the old and dusty box in the corner of her mind marked with the initials C. L on it.
The next sentence she tried to solve for years and years, that was until she watched drive to survive, and although she got some clarity, it opened the cardboard box in the back of her mind and knocked it over, all the memories spilling out of the box and filling her mind. At that moment she would’ve chosen the silence over the taunting reminder of the childhood and teenage years spent with Charles Leclerc that kept her up that whole night.
One sentence and his closed off mannerism after that, that haunted her conscience, that house and made it so much harder to get over the Monegasque.
“I promised him, I’m sorry.”
Y/n watched the Monegasque take off with tears in her eyes and more than one crack in her heart.
“He’ll come around Y/n, give it the summer.” Said her best friend from the stairs. He sighs, rubbing over his face with a hand. Once again comforting his best friend over a guy treating her like shit. Only this time, he knew she wouldn’t be okay in the morning. He knew it would take a little time for Y/n to get over this one. He knew she’d still love Charles, no matter how good or bad they were to each other.
———————
Now many years later, Y/n is once again supposed to be with the Leclerc’s on a boat. Charles’ boat to be specific. She hasn’t talked, called or seen him since he left that morning, right after completely rejecting the girl.
Charles was excited.
You could even say he’s been waiting for this moment since he saw her skiing with her friends in December three years ago. Because the truth was, he has.
Charles would be lying right out of his ass if he said he didn’t miss his brother’s bestest of friends. She and Arthur were still extremely close, despite hearing that she took off for a few months after that night in the living room.
It’s been three and a half years since that, and Charles has regretted it ever since. He gets sick to his stomach thinking about it, thinking about hurting Y/n. Because deep down he cared more for her that he would admit.
It did make him focus more on racing. He put his all into it, trying to numb the pain of losing two people at the same time. He has then since signed for Ferarri and waited for the girls call. When it didn’t come he was disappointed to say the least, but understood her view. When drive to survive came out and explained how he promised his father that he got the seat to Ferarri, he thought the girl would understand his need to focus on only that, but when his phone never rang and he never heard her voice he knew she was gone, she was done chasing him. And that hurt him more than leaving in the first place, because he knew everything he knows would bring him back to them.
Bring him back to their arguments. To their laughs, their crys, screams, emotions.
Everything would bring him back to her.
“Y/n?” Charles hesitantly said through his phone, after practically tackling Arthur to get her new number.
“Charles. H-how did you get my number?” Y/n stutters, immediately knowing who’s voice it was through the phone. I mean, how would she not. She’s spent so much of her life imagining that voice utter three little words to her. Three words that didn’t break her heart but instead healed it. But she was older now, and those fantasies weren’t forgotten, but stored very much in the back of her mind in the infamous cardboard box.
“Uh, kind of fought my brother for it.” Charles muttered shamefully.
“Oh, uhm okay. Can I ask why?”
“I miss you, Y/n.” Charles replied almost immediately. Desperate for the girl’s attention.
“Charles.. I-.” She was cut off quickly. “Why aren’t you here? You said you’d be here. Maman is going insane with all the men, she needs you here.” Charles tries to convince her.
“I don’t know, Charles. It’s been a while.” Charles sighs at the absence of his nickname. “So come and we can catch up.” he continues.
“Please.”
It’s silent for a few seconds. It felt like minutes.
“Okay.” is the only thing Y/n says before hanging up. Charles still wanted to talk to her but he figured he could do that when she gets here.
“She’s coming !” Charles yells out to his family as he walks back up to them, sitting himself down on the white couch next to Lorenzo and across from the youngest Leclerc.
Pascal was obviously very happy, Lorenzo giving them all a surprised look. But Arthur, Arthur wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows.
“She’s not seventeen anymore, Charles. She doesn’t have a little crush on you anymore.” Arthur immediately shuts any wrong intentions down, not liking that Y/n agreed to come because his brother, who hurt her, asked her to.
“I know Arth. Don’t worry.”
“I’m not worried you idiot, but you should be if you even think about making a move on her or something.”
Arthur stands up and walks away, completely unappeased with this whole thing. Lorenzo follows.
“ He’s just looking out for his bestfriend, Cherie.” His mother reasons with a angry looking Charles. “I know, i’m just offended he’d think I would hurt her again, now that i’m older and more stable.”
“You still love her?” Pascal questions.
“What?” Charles looks so confused, you could’ve sworn he just saw a flying goat. “Ma cherie, you’re a very stubborn person, but you aren’t stupid.”
Charles stares at his mother, shocked at how well the woman knew him.
“Yes I do still love her.” Charles says, looking down at his feet, deflated by the fact that he couldn’t do anything about his feelings, knowing his brother would resent him and Y/n definitely didn’t trust or care for him anymore.
“I’m sorry, Charles.” Pascal says, standing up to go get another drink, kissing her son’s forehead on her way out.
i miss you, i’m sorry- gracie abrams/ moon song-phoebe bridgers/ unknown/ a house in nebraska- ethel cain/ @jnqruil on tiktok/ waiting room- phoebe bridgers/ now that we don’t talk- taylor swift/ @death-born-aphrodite/ scott street- phoebe bridgers
! there will be a mix of angst (hurt/comfort, hurt/no comfort) & fluff. content warnings will be at the beginning of every thought/oneshot/drabble - if there is a certain song you would like to be tagged on, let me know in the comments!
valentine’s day is a time for loving others & yourself. a time for imagining sweet scenarios and thoughts.
so, here’s a small playlist while you get stuck in daydreams of kisses, cake, and chocolate hearts.
LIKED SONGS
💌 Scott Street - Phoebe Bridgers (Galentine Special)
💌 Bad Idea Right? - Olivia Rodrigo (Gator Tillman Drabble)
💌 Prom Song (Gone Wrong) - Lana Del Rey (Jimmy Darling Oneshot)
💌 I’d Rather Go Blind - Etta James (Eddie Munson Oneshot)
💌 Not Like I’m In Love With You - Lauren Weintraub (Steve Harrington Oneshot)
💌 I Miss You, I’m Sorry - Gracie Abrams (Carmen Berzatto Drabble)
💌 Million Dollar Man - Lana Del Rey (James Patrick Thought)
💌 Make Up Your Mind - Florence + The Machine (Steve Harrington Drabble)
💌 The Last Time - Taylor Swift, Gary Lightbody (Det. David Loki Drabble)
💌 Just Like Heaven - The Cure (Steve Harrington Thought)
💌 Head Over Heels - Tears For Fears (Truck driver!Dad!Eddie Munson Drabble)
💌 Ceilings - Lizzy McAlpine (Gator Tillman Oneshot)
💌 Ivy - Sombr (Spencer Reid Drabble)
💌 Work Song - Hozier (Steve Harrington Thought)
-comment below if you’d like to be tagged in any one of these before they go up! these will be queued up and scheduled!
again, this is an idea from many, many talented people i’ve seen and there is too many to tag!
pairing — elijah hewson x fem!reader (gracie abrams fc)
fic type — social media au
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summary: long distance is hard, you and matt both know what you have to do. based on the song “i know it won’t work” by gracie abrams. no happy ending, im sorry.
word count: 576
warnings: use of y/n& n/n, very very sad, breakup, angst no comfort, kind of short, proofread briefly, lowercase intentional, no happy ending.
an; i recommend listening to the song “i know it won’t work” by gracie abrams, as that’s what this fic is based on.
please send requests! i’m running out of ideas.
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clicking on nicks profile, you typed a message that you knew was going to hurt you. ‘hey, how’s matt?’
nick responded almost immediately, confirming your thoughts. ‘he really misses you, he’s cleaning out the closet incase you come to stay for the summer.’ you sighed, closing your phone and laying back onto your mattress. you knew you weren’t coming back this year, you couldn’t.
matt moved to LA for work over a year ago, leaving you in boston for school. long distance was hard, but for a while the two of you made it work. it worked, until it didn’t. continuing long distance was not an issue for you, but you both knew it hit matt hard. matt began to text you less, and he seemed less enthusiastic in his youtube videos, his career. noticing the change in his behavior is what caused you to make your decision. as much as you love him, it’s impacting his work life, and that brings both him and his brothers down.
you called matt’s phone, trying to decide what to tell him. he picked up the phone after two rings, and greeted you with a sad smile.
“hey n/n, miss you”
“hey, hows your week been?” you can’t do it, not today. you just need one more day of this. you missed him. after a slow and sad conversation with matt, he tells you that you should get some rest, as classes in the morning will be rough with a lack of sleep.
“i love you” he smiles at your tired voice, blowing you a kiss like he always did before ending a call.
“i love you too.”
this is going to be hard.
pacing around your room anxiously, your thoughts raced through your head at unimaginable speeds. thoughts of doubt, regret, and fear. you and matt had been together since high school, you were prom king and queen during your covid-interrupted senior year, and voted high school sweethearts in the yearbook. it all fades away as you sink into yourself, knowing what you have to do.
the call was tough. lots of tears, broken voices, and trying to work things out. however, in the end, you both knew it wouldn’t work out. in order to be the happiest and most successful the two of you could be, you have to do it without each other.
“i’m sorry matt” you cried into the phone. it’s not that you stopped loving matt, you’ll always love matt. but you know what’s best for him, and what’s best for him isn’t a relationship with you.
“it’s okay. we both knew it was necessary.” matt’s eyes welled up with tears as the two of you sat in silence for a moment.
“i do love you y/n. this isn’t going to change how much i love you. i will always love you.” you choked out a sob, unable to contain yourself.
“i love you too matt, i hope you know that this isn’t malicious in any way, i just want what’s best for you”
“i know”
after the call is ended, you slowly made your way to your couch. you were too upset to sleep in your bed by yourself. drifting to sleep on your couch, you can’t help but wonder how matt is feeling. maybe one day, the two of you will reconnect. you consider the thought of right person, wrong time as your eyes closed for the final time that night.
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Hi friends! The season premiere of PD was rough to say the least for the Upstead fandom, so here is a post-ep fix-it/rewrite of it because in no universe do Hailey and Jay not end up together. Hope you enjoy! 💕
The title for this fic is taken from the song, “I miss you, I’m sorry” by Gracie Abrams.
A/n: I have fallen deeply in love with Conrad so except a lot for him. Haha!
Song: I miss you, I'm sorry
Written: Gracie Abrams
-Samantha
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Your POV
'Do you remember happy together? I do, don't you? Then all of a sudden you're sick to your stomach, Is that still true?'
I was on my bed looking at all the pictures Conrad and I took together. All I could think about was how much I miss him and wish I could hold him again. I heard a knock on my bedroom door which made me let out a sigh.
" Come in." I said
Belly walked in and sat next to me. She pulled me in for a hug which made me brake down. She rubbed my back trying to calm me down.
" Why doesn't he want me Belly?" I whimpered out
" Y/n/n, you know he loves you, he's..."
I lifted my head to give her a small glare. " If you loved me, he wouldn't have broken my heart." She sighed. " Y/n, what I'm trying to say is he probably did it for a reason. You know he's been going through a hard time."
I just fell back on my bed with tears still running down my face. I saw Belly get up to leave.
'You said."forever" in the end I fought it. Please be honest, are we better for it? Thought you'd hate me, but instead you called, And said, " I miss you" I caught it.'
'Flashback'
I was watching Conrad pace around the kitchen. I didn't understand why he was stressed out. He never really tells me anything.
" Connie, what's wrong?" I asked concerned
He turned around and said...
" I think we should break up."
I looked at him with my jaw dropped, " What?" I said shaky
I was trying my best not to cry. He looked perfectly fine while I was trying not to break down. " I just have a lot going on and I don't want to drag you down with me." He said
" But you said " forever" Don't you love me?" I whispered
He took a shaky breath. " OfCourse I love you. I just don't think I'm in the right mindset for a relationship."
'Present'
I couldn't help but pick up the phone. I wanted to hear his voice so bad. Before I could push his contact I saw his name pop up on my screen. I immediately picked it up.
" Connie?" I said softly
All I heard was his breathing. " Are you okay?"
" I miss you." He whispered super low but I could still hear it. Before I could respond the phone beeped telling me the call ended. I felt like crying again, just from hearing his voice.
'Good to each other, give it the summer, I knew, you too, But I only saw you once in December, I'm still confused'
'Flashback'
I was lying on the pool chairs trying my best to rest, but felt wet droplets land on me. I opened my eyes to find Conrad. I smiled up at him, which had him smiling. He leaned down to kiss my lips.
'Present'
Just thinking of that memory brought back how much fun we had together. All I wish to have Conrad back . But then thinking about summer was getting me thinking about how he barely showed up for the winter. He only ever showed up at my house once through the whole season. I wished he showed up more to visit me.
'You said," forever" and I almost bought it, I miss fighting in your apartment, Breaking dishes when you're disappointed, I still love you, I promise, nothing happened in the way I wanted, Every corner of this place this haunted, And I know you said that we're not talking, But I miss you, I'm sorry.'
'Flashback'
I was in the kitchen of the beach house just messing around on my phone when I heard someone walk in. I looked up to find my boyfriend. I gave him a smile, but all I got back was a glare. I got confused and carefully asked...
" Did I do something, babe?"
Conrad just shook his head. He then went to grab a cup but it slipped and landed on the floor. We both flinched when the glass made contact with the floor. I immediately went to help, but he grabbed my wrist. " No, I don't want you to get hurt." He mumbled
I nodded and watched him walk away to get something to clean the glass up.
'Present'
I wanted to call him and tell him I miss him too, but he told me to never speak to him again. But it's not like I'm breaking it. He did it first. I pushed on his contact letting it ring. I then hung up because he normally answers on the second ring. I placed my phone on my chest and started thinking about why he would break up with me.
'Everywhere I go leads me back to you, I don't wanna go, think I'll make it worse, Everything I know brings me back to us, I don't wanna go, we've been before, Everywhere I go leads me back to you.'
I was back on my phone when Steven barged in my room. " All right, get up!" He stated
I looked at him. " Um, no!"
He then walked over to me. " Don't make me drag you."
I groaned and got up. " Where are we even going Steven."
He shrugged, " I'm just trying to get you out of the house."
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We've been driving for about an hour already and everything is making me think of Conrad. Without Steven knowing I grabbed my phone and texted him.
I miss you so much It hurts. And I'm sorry for still having feelings for you. You don't have to respond, but I'm just letting you know. I also never stopped loving you.
I hit send before eI could regret it. I then just tried to enjoy the ride with my brother.
Conrad's POV
I heard my phone buzz and when I picked it up I was shocked to find a text from her. I thought she hated me ever since the break up. Reading her message brought back those feelings that never seem to go away.
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Okay, I'm not sure if I like this one. There's just something about it. But if you like it please let me know or if you have any feedback let me know. Thank you so much again for reading. Please enjoy!!
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Summery: You, an upcoming artist and a well known Harry fan will be opening with the man himself. What will happen??
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HSdaily @yourusername, a new up-coming artist will be opening for Harry in his added LOT shows!
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y/ndaily @yourusername on stage in Denmark opening for Harry!
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yourusername Just opened for Harry Styles. No biggie.
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in which spencer was faking his love in their relationship, and it was slowly killing both himself and his girlfriend.
warnings: angst, a whole lot of lying and deception, spencer’s kind of a dick😕
part 2: hate how i hurt you
not proofread so if it’s bad or there’s spelling errors, you know why. i might do a part 2 just because there’s more to the song that i can’t cover in this lol
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y/n wasn’t filled with resentment like she thought she would’ve. instead, she was consumed with regret.
she would live to regret how she never saw how spencer would try not to frown when she’d talk about their future together. how, whenever they’d kiss, it would only be a short one, and he would never initiate it.
at first, she thought it might’ve been his whole germ thing, but he’d never been like that with her before. even at the beginning of their relationship, he was fine with her touching him.
however, at the end, he could hardly even look at her without an overwhelming amount of guilt overcoming him. he didn’t love her anymore.
while she wouldn’t been heartbroken, she would’ve preferred the truth compared to what he’d done to her. he lied. for god knows how long, he had lied about how he felt for her and told her he loved her.
“how long have you been lying to me?” she asked, trying to remain as calm as she possibly could.
spencer hesitated for a moment, as if he was unwilling to admit how long it was. “six months.”
she let out a scoff. “you’ve felt like this for half a year? why didn’t you just tell me instead of wasting both of our time?”
he didn’t respond. instead, he lifted his head and looked her directly in the eyes. “where do we go from here?”
“i don’t know,” she sighed. “i mean— i’m so confused about how i was so oblivious and just didn’t see this coming.”
shaking his head, spencer reached for his now ex’s hand, but she quickly retracted it. “sorry, sorry, i’m sorry. y/n, i don’t think there’s anything left here. all our best years are behind us.”
nodding, she tried to hold back her tears. “yeah, you’re probably right,” it came out as a strained whisper. “i’ll get my things. i’ll be moved out by tomorrow night at the latest.”
all spencer could do was nod. he wasn’t going to stop her. maybe he would be able to get the space he so desperately wanted— needed.
obsessed w the idea that lockwood is a serial music listener and he can’t do literally anything without headphones. even better idea is that he listens to a wide variety of music and any time he hears lyrics that he relates to lucy or that remind him of lucy he has to stop whatever he’s doing to write them down. keeps most of them in a box in his desk but some of them he hangs up.
ofc i’m gonna tell you some of the ones he hangs up don’t even worry about it.
“if they asked me at the end, i’d tell them put me back in it. darling, i would do it again. if i could hold you for a minute, i’d go through it again. i’d still be surprised i could find you darling in any life. if i could hold you for a minute, darling, i’d go through it again.” -francesca, hozier
“don’t you dare make me fall in love with you. don’t you dare do something so cliche. just get out of my daydreams you’re an unwelcome guest, and stop making me miss you, ‘cause you leavings for the best. cause i just couldn’t stand having you as my crutch, you’re a simmering stove top i was tempted to touch. if you ever return it will burn me too much to bare, so don’t you dare.” - don’t you dare (make me fall in love with you), kaden mackay {he wrote this one after lucy left}
“when my time comes around, lay me gently in the cold dark earth. no grave could hold my body down, i’ll crawl home to her.” - work song, hozier
“you said forever and i almost bought it, i miss fighting in your old apartment, breaking dishes when we’re disappointed, i still love you, i promise. nothing happened in the way i wanted, every corner of this house is haunted, and i know you said that we’re not talking, but i miss you, i’m sorry.” - i miss you, i’m sorry, gracie abrams
“i know a place, it’s somewhere i go when i need to remember your face. we’d get married, in our heads, something to do while we tried to recall how we’ve met. do you think i have forgotten? do you think i have forgotten? do you think i have forgotten? about you.” -about you, the 1975
[I AM A CERTIFIED MATTY HEALY HATER PLEASE DONT TAKE THIS AS ME LIKING HIM I SONT WVEN LISTEN TO HIM ITS JUST THE HC THAT LOCKWOOD LISTENED TO THIS SONG SPECIFICALLY AND THOUGHT OF HER]