The night had dragged on. The ravenette boy sighed as he walked down the stairs. He could feel the eyes on him, but from where? It was driving him insane! He sat down on the couch, turning on the television. He didn't necessarily watch, more so to keep his mind occupied from other things. His brown eyes began to close from lack of sleep. In a matter of seconds, he was out.

The faint sound of a window cracking open could be heard. It didn't wake the boy, however, as he was too deep in sleep.

Faint footsteps clacked on the wooden floor beneath her feet. Her (e/c) eyes wide at the sight of him. There he was. He was right there! She quietly made her way to the couch, stopping right in front of him.

"Lucas," she whispered, a grin appearing on her face.

"I missed you."

She knelt down, looking at his sleeping face.

"You weren't at school today. I was so sad that I didn't get to see you," she frowned, gently caressing his cheek.

She smiled as he unconsciously leaned into her touch. She felt giddy at the sight.

"Oh Lucas~," she cooed, leaning closer.

"You don't know what you do to me."

She pressed her lips against his, ever so lightly. She craved more, but was happy with what she could get. She pulled away, flushed in the face. She tucked her (h/c) hair behind her ear, it being in the way. She went to kiss him again, but he stirred a bit. She jumped back, falling. A soft thud was heard. She scrambled up, quietly making her way to the nearest closet as Lucas woke up. He flinched awake at the sound of a door clicking shut.

"Hello!?" He exclaimed, sitting up.

He was met with silence. Someone was in his house. He carefully stood from his sitting position, looking around. He scrunched his nose when something tickled his face. He felt it, and pulled away a piece of (h/c) hair. What? What was going on right now?

"I won't call the police if you come out now!" He said balling his fists up.

Once again, there was a long uncomfortable silence. However, a small shuffling sound could be heard from the hallway closet. He quickly ran to the kitchen, grabbing a small knife.

"Come out now!" A shouted, making his way towards the closet.

The shuffling continued, and that was his final straw. He lunged forward, grabbing the closet handle. He tried pulling it open, but was met with a resistance.

"Open the door!"

Quiet sobbing was heard from behind the wooden barrier. He stopped pulling for a moment. Seriously, what the fuck is happening? His hand gripped the handle again, ripping it open. A soft thud was heard and a quiet cry followed. His brown eyes went wide at the sight of a girl. Her (h/c) hair was covering her face. The same color of hair that he'd found earlier.

"I-I'm sorry!" She cried out.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry!"

Lucas stared at her with wide eyes. Huh?!

"What the hell are you doing in my house?"

"I'm sorry," she whispered, covering her face as she continued to cry.

"Answer my fucking question!"

"I missed you!" She stated, curling into herself.

"I missed you today."

"Who the fuck are you?" Lucas shouted.

"(Y/n)! We're in the same class!" She exclaimed.

"(Y/n) (l/n)?" Lucas questioned.

She nodded quickly, finally looking up him. He noticed that her (e/c) eyes were glazed over by tears. What the fuck was wrong with this bitch?

"Okay, (y/n), I'm not gonna call the cops, but," he started.

"Tell me exactly why the fuck you're here. And missing me doesn't count as an answer," he said, sighing as he shook his head.

"Lucas, I-....it wasn't supposed to happen like this," she started, mumbling to herself.

"You weren't supposed to...I messed it all up! It's my fault! Please forgive me!"

"(Y/n)," Lucas sighed, kneeling to her level.

Obviously this chick was messed up in the head, so being brash wasn't going to help at all.

"I'm not mad. Just tell me why you're here."

She wiped her nose off on her jacket sleeve as tears still flowed from her eyes.

"I really really like you," she whispered.

"No, I love you."

Lucas' eyes went wide. Huh?!

"Okay, so you're saying you broke into my house because you...love me?"

She nodded.

"I'm sorry. I should've known better. I couldn't help it. I cry myself to sleep every night knowing that things will never work out how I want them too. I didn't mean to go this far!" She sobbed.

"I'm a terrible person. I'm so sorry."

Lucas didn't know why, but he enveloped the poor girl in a hug.

"Please just promise me you'll never do this again. I'll call the police next time."

She nodded against his chest, nearly passing out from the contact. The two stayed like that for a moment before Lucas let go.

"Now, go home, and I'll pretend like none of this ever happened. Only, and I mean only, if you never come back here."

He gave her a stern glare before she stood up slowly, dusting herself off. Lucas grabbed the back of his neck, sighing.

"It's late, so be careful."

She nodded once again before walking to the front door. Lucas followed her and unlocked it for her. He bid her one last farewell before locking the door behind himself. Well....that was unexpected.

. . .

The girl opened her door, stepping into the house. A squeal left her lips as she rushed to her bedroom. She flung open the wooden door, flopping onto her bed. Ahhhh, that couldn't have gone any better. She sighed, smiling widely, as she stared at the ceiling. Hundreds of pictures of the ravenette boy littered the ceiling.

"Oh Lucas," she cooed, tracing her fingers in the air.

"I hope we can be together soon."

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Y'all, guess who's ex-boyfriend messaged them while he was on vacation saying, and I quote:

"You know, all the girls in Florida have huge tits. Just like you."

....I am flabbergasted. This mfer down bad, and he won't leave me alone. So now I blocked him on all social media💅