For Naijagirlswagg19

"Cody, would it kill you to put down your phone for thirty seconds?"

"Sorry, love, just give me a moment…"

I waited a full thirty seconds before sighing heavily.

"Cody?"

"Right," he put his phone in his pocket. "So…Are we going to watch a movie or what?"

"Yes," I said through gritted teeth. "That's what I've been waiting for the last ten minutes."

We were on a sort-of-date at his house. We were in his room with the door closed and locked, and only his little sister was home. It would have been fun if he'd stop tweeting and texting.

"Great," he said casually. "Which one?"

"Don't care," I replied sitting on his couch. I pulled his Australia pillow and blanket onto the loveseat and cuddled up underneath as he put in a Harry Potter movie.

"Can I snuggle with you?" He asked hesitantly, because he wasn't sure if I was mad at him.

"Please do," I said, and he arranged himself next to me as I pulled the blankets over him also. He put his arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder.

I heard his phone buzz from inside his pocket just as we were about to start making out, movie forgotten, and he took his arm away. I watched him read the text and then shoot one back, and then put his phone on the arm of the couch. He put his arm around me again.

We cuddled for about a minute when his phone buzzed again and he moved his arm again. After he did this three more times, I rolled my eyes and stopped the movie.

"Really, Cody?" I asked.

"Sorry," he said meekly. "It's just…Well, Kylie Jenner's been texting me and I don't want to be rude…"

"You don't want to be rude so you ignore your girlfriend to text another girl?" I sprang off the couch and drew myself to full height, as tall as he was.

He stood too.

"I wasn't ignoring you," he said gently. "But I'm trying to figure out what she wants, since she never texts me…I think maybe you're being dramatic…"

"Oh am I?" I asked, whipping my dark hair over my shoulder. "Well how about you call Kylie and ask her to come over? I'm sure, as a reality star, she's never dramatic."

"Stop acting like this!" he said, becoming frustrated. "Dami, I hate it when you get like this, please just stop."

"Stop what?" I shouted.

"Stop acting like I like Kylie as more than just a friend! You're my girlfriend, and I love you and only you, even when you are acting crazy."

"I'm not acting crazy," I argued. "You're the one who's been texting for the past half an hour to a girl you barely know when I'm sitting right next to you!"

"I didn't realize it was that big of a deal. I'm sorry that I'm not paying enough attention to you at the moment to satisfy your personality!"

"If my personality's so needy, then why are we even dating?" I asked.

"Because I love you! But that doesn't mean I'm going to ignore all my other friends…"

"So why do you like Kylie so much?" I asked, changing my tone to sarcastically pleasant. "Is it because she's rich? Or because she's a model? Or maybe because she's the only fourteen year old you know with boobs the size of-"

"Stop," Cody repeated angrily. "Seriously, cut it out! What's the matter with you, Dami?"

"If you can't tell by now, I'm hurt!" I said, breaking down into sobs finally. I'd been holding in for too long, and now I wouldn't be able to stop crying. "I'm jealous, Cody. Why can't you see that?"

"Don't cry," he said, all his anger melting instantly. He took a step forward. "I hate it when you cry…Please don't…"

"Like you even care," I hiccupped, my long hair stuck in the tear tracks on my face. I knew my eyes would be over bright and my cheeks flushed. "But whatever. It doesn't matter to me anymore. Nothing does. Cody, I'm done. We're done."

"Don't be over dramatic," he whispered, but he looked scared. He took my hand. "Please, you don't mean that, do you Baby?"

"Don't call me that," I snapped, pulling my hand away from him. "Cody, I'm serious. We're done."

"But…B-but, we've been together a year. Are you really ending it over this? Over Kylie? She's not worth you, please change your mind!"

"No," I said, trying to hurt him as much as I could. "I don't know why I stayed with you this long…I don't know why I even loved you in the first place. I don't care if I never see you again!"

I heard him gasp in pain as I turned away from him, opened his door and ran out of his room, down the stairs and out of his house.

I ran and ran and ran and ran…All the way to my house even though it was dark, almost ten at night, and I could barely see through my tears. Once at my house, the driveway was empty. Of course nobody was home. No one ever was.

I unlocked the door, trying not to fall to the ground and cry, because that's all I wanted to do. I ran through my house, not even turning a light on and to my room, where I stripped out of my clothes and into yoga pants and a tank top, and threw myself onto my bed. I cried myself to sleep.

I could try to heal a broken heart

Operating in the dark

Let me be the light you need to get there.

I know one day the end will come,

I aint scared cause you're the one

Don't you know my love aint going nowhere…

I heard somebody singing, and it wasn't just anybody. It was Cody…I must have been dreaming though, because he was probably too busy with Kylie to be here with me. I opened my eyes weakly, and my face felt stiff from the dried tear tracks.

Cody was standing there, strumming a guitar and crying.

Because it ends with you, girl

It all ends with you.

Started with I, then the L, O, V, E came over me

And it ends with you, this love story ends with you.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes, and I realized it felt good to see him standing there. I started the fight to see how much he really cared about me, because it hurt to see him texting another girl while we were on a date.

But he really did love me. He was standing here at eleven at night, singing and crying, just to get me back.

Moving on, it takes some time

Don't try to make it right if it's wrong.

If you open up your heart to me, you'll see

I'm real girl, one four three.

Until then, Imma write you this love song…

"Cody, stop," I said, getting out of my bed and putting my arms around him. "Don't cry…"

"I'm sorry, Dami," he said hoarsely. "I'm sorry I wasn't the guy you deserve…Please take me back?"

"You were everything I deserve," I said, taking his guitar out of his arms and putting in on the floor. "And more…I'm the one who should apologize. I overreacted. I'm sorry."

"Nothing was your fault," he said, putting his arms around me and pulling me close. He stroked my hair and I put my head on his chest. "Let's pretend this never happened."

"Pretend what never happened?"

Note: Okay, corny ending, I know…But I didn't have a lot of time. I gotta go back to school tomorrow, and I got Take Care today so I want to chill and listen to it for a bit. I hope you liked it anyway. And the song was Ends With You by Cody Simpson! Oh, and I have a new poll that I'd love it if you took! It's a fun one, I think…Well, check it out. 143!

Naijagirlswagg19: Was it good? Sorry for the long wait! Hope you enjoyed, though, 143!

Pottergirl1: LOL. I swear you do this to challenge me…I kind of love it. 143!

DreamBigCreateBigger: Thanks! I don't know how soon, because I have to go back to school tomorrow…Blah.

Marie: I know! I seriously cannot believe he's almost fifteen. Like, I've loved him since I saw him on YouTube, and I feel like I watched him grow up and it makes me want to cry! Sorry for the late update, I've been super busy. And What You Want is great, but I'm still obsessed with Evenings In London. Haha143!

Hihowareyou: I know right? Thanks for reading.

Xoxo: Haha, yeah me too. I usually do mean girls as blondes, but I figured it was sort of insulting to blondes, so I tried a ginger this time! Sort of funny, how my brain works…Haha.

SydneyCrush: Sure I'll check it out after I upload this! So glad you liked it! 143!

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