A/n: based on the song heartbreak girl by 5sos just reversed. Ps. I don't own this song! And I added a bit extra than what the song has. Btw watching the video for heartbreak girl made me cry...

Enjoy!

Amanda xx

Question: who's your fav 5sos member?

Answer: since 2014 Luke but I love them all! ❤️❤️❤️

You glance at your clock. 10:01 pm.

You look at the caller. C/n. You answer the phone immediately.

"Hey."

You said.

"My heart hurts. I'll never get over her." He sounds broken.

See, you like c/n. But he had a girlfriend. You couldn't tell him though, she made him happy. And that's all you wanted for him.

"Awwww. C/n, you will, I promise. And one day you might find someone who is better than her." You told him. You could hear small sobs coming from the other end of the phone.

When the phone call finally ends, he said "thanks for being a friend."

At that moment you felt your heart split in two.

You couldn't fall back asleep. 'How could he not see? I could take away his heart in a second.'

You thought about everything.

How you could hold him tight,

tell him you're right with him.

When would the boy you've been crushing on for so long not notice you were so in love with him?

The next day at school he says hi. Without the usual smile on his face he had, but a frown.

You bit your tongue. You just wanted to scream that he could finally be with you.

"C/n, you'll be okay. There's more in life than love." But you just told him what he wanted to hear, because c/n just wasn't ready. It made you so frustrated.

She treated him so bad and you were so nice to him, it just wasn't fair.

After school you were about to get on your bus.

"Y/n!" You hear c/n yell. You quickly turn around.

"I'll call you at 10, okay?" He tells you.

You put on a fake smile.

"Sounds good!" As he turns to walk away and you get into the bus, your face drops.

Were you gonna be stuck in the friend zone forever?

But deep in your broken heart you just knew that one day it would happen, and he would finally forget the day he met her.

And sometimes, you were so close to confession, but backed out as soon as the right moment came.

He belonged with you, you just needed to get it through his head.

You loved everything.

His bright e/c eyes,

his smile that lightened your day,

the way he'd give you hugs.

Every part of him, you loved dearly.

But for now, he was just a heartbreak boy.

Months passed and you still cared about c/n.

One day, he invited you to prom. He said that we could go as friends.

How was he still so blind?

You've given him many hints.

He must suck at connect the dots.

Prom was approaching fast; and so were exams. Your best friend, y/f knew your 'love' for c/n so she tried her best to help choose a prom dress.

It was a pale blue sparkly dress. It faded at the bottom into white. The sleeves were your favorite part. They had a see-through fabric, showing your skin with random sparkles.

The dress went down to your feet, almost dragging. You had a natural makeup.

Slightly glittery eye shadow mixed with a lightish browny color. You had mascara and (not very noticeable) eyelash extensions. A matte nude liquid lipstick (like Kylie Jenner's candy k). You had long, straight, h/c hair. Your highlight was lit along with your contour (still lookin natural tho). It took 5 hours to get ready.

You hadn't planned any of this. It was literally all y/f.

She wanted you to 'look fab for your boo'. You thought you should show up in a dress you used for your grade 8 dance and a pair of converse. But the dress was too small.

It was still bright outside and you still had an hour before c/n came to pick you up.

The hour quickly passed and before you knew it you heard your doorbell ring.

You quickly ran down the stairs and pulled the door open.

There you saw c/n in a black tux and he's carrying flowers. He looks at you in awe.

You smile at him as he stares. He quickly snaps out of his gaze and scratches the back of his head.

"I uh... I brought you these flowers. I mean I know we're going as friends but I thought it would be nice." Your smile grows. You took them from his hands and set them down on the table.

Just as the two of you were leaving your house your mom bursts into the room.

"WAIT I NEED PICTURES!!" (This is my mom) your mom yells. You face palm. You pose for her with the flowers. She takes about 386393957201648302 pictures of you.

You two finally leave in his parents' car. It was quiet the whole way.

C/n opened the door for you and grabbed your hand to help you out.

As soon as you got inside your school you saw tons of teenagers your age and older.

"I'll go get some drinks." C/n said. So, all you did was awkwardly stand in one spot (slaying).

You waited and waited.

"Where is he..." You mumbled to yourself. You began to walk around the dark gym.

Finally, you found him. But he wasn't alone. The school's popular girl (aka his ex) was standing with him. Leaning on him, almost.

Either they were flirting or being incredibly friendly. You ran. You ran all the way outside to the closest park.

You sat under a large tree on the grass. The sky was now pitch black.

You could barely breath as tears were streaming down your face, ruining your makeup.

A heartbreak boy.

That was all he was.

He broke your heart.

You kept walking. Your makeup was smeared down your face.

You finally had made it to the subway.

You used your monthly pass to go to the next train that came.

Your hair was a mess.

You couldn't care less.

You sat on the train and buried your face.

'This was the worst prom ever.' You thought to yourself. You made a promise to yourself to never fall in love ever again.

It was too much pain.

Instead of going to your house you went to y/f's house.

Quietly you made your way up the side of her house to her window.

You knocked, doing your 'special knock', letting her know it was you.

She was fast to the window, unlocking it.

She gasped.

"Oh my gosh, Y/n! What happened?!" She asked you, guiding you in.

You told her everything.

How he flirted with his ex, acted like you were going places, and acted as if you didn't exist.

You couldn't help but love him. It wasn't your fault.

Y/f said it was natural.

You slept over at her house. She gave you new clothes to change into and you took your makeup off.

You lied in her bed beside her (cuz all friends do that). "I hate boys." You told her. "Their so heartless." You began to quietly sob, knowing y/f was asleep.

Suddenly your phone rang.

Caller ID was off, so you had to answer. It could've been your mom.

You breathed in and out.

"H-hello?" You asked.

"Y/n?! Oh thank God! Y/n where are you?!" C/n.

"C/n, why'd you invite me to prom if you wanted to hang out with your ex?" You asked him, willing to hear him out.

"I- I didn't want to. She wouldn't let me leave. She kept saying how 'she was dumb for letting me go' and after I left to go find you and you were gone." He breathed in and out. "Y/n, I was worried about you. Will you meet we at the park?" You sighed.

".... Fine." You finally say.

You quietly leave out y/f's window, not bothering to change.

Once you arrived at the park, you didn't bother looking around for him. You sat on the bench and waited.

He sat on the bench beside you. You didn't speak.

You waited.

Waited for him to say something.

Sorry.

Hi.

I love you, even.

But he stayed silent.

"Y/n,"

"What?"

"Speak." He told you. You never liked talking. You always found actions were better for describing and showing things. So that's what you did.

You pressed your lips to his, he kissed back.

C/n was your only exception.

Because you loved him more than the moon loves the sun.

That night you sat with him. Thinking. Thinking about each other. Cuddling.

The night finally became what you had dreamed it would.

A/n: cute, cute. That would honestly suck so much, like I'd be crying if my prom ends up like that.

Amanda xx