The Pain of Unrequited Love
Like I said last chapter, this is my first Frindsey, though it really isn't a happy one, sorry guys!
Freddie knows it wrong, loving her like he does. She's his brothers fiancée for god's sake. Joe and Lindsey love each other and they're going to have a family. But he can't help it. Can't stop the way he feels for her. She's not like any girl that he's ever met before (it's probably why Joe loves her too). She's funny and gorgeous. And absolutely perfect.
Even though it kills him, his love for her grows stronger by the minute, but he can keep control. Can paint the plastic smile on his face and play happy families. Can pretend he's excited when Joe asks him to be Best Man when all he wants is to be the groom, can pretend to be delighted when he learns Lindsey's pregnant, though he would do anything for the baby to be his. Pretending that's all he does, every day, no matter wherever he is. He can pretend he isn't in love with Lindsey Butterfield, his brother's fiancée.
Some days it gets too much for him though. He has to get out, remove himself from the situation before he does something really stupid. He normally ends up in the nearest club, drowning in the music and searching. Searching for someone just like her. He grabs a leggy brunette, loses himself in the music as they sway together. She'll drag him back to hers and for one night he can pretend. Pretend that this isn't a Sasha or a Jean or whatever she said her name was. But that it's her. Lindsey.
In the mornings (but sometimes it's before that, he won't have even gone to sleep yet) he can't pretend any more. Can't kid himself that she's chosen him, that they're going to run into the sunset and live happily ever after. This isn't her, just a randomer that he could pretend was her under the darkness of the night sky. He'll slip away quickly then, not even staying for her (whoever it turns out to be) to wake up.
Sometimes he believes it could be real. They'll be at opposite sides of the room, but their eyes will just meet. Neither will say anything, but for just a moment it just them. No-one else is there, just them as the world melts away beneath their feet. Freddie can feel the chemistry crackling between the pair of them. But then she turns away, laughing at whatever bad joke Joe is telling her or rubbing her pregnant belly fondly. It's a reminder. A warning. To let him know that she's chosen. She chose, and she didn't choose him. It would never be him.
Then again he may just be paranoid. She's never made out that she knows. Never said anything, never hinted that she's even suspicious of his feelings for her. Why should she be? In her eyes they're mates. Nothing more.
She tells everyone that she sees him as a younger brother and that hurts even more. So she does love him, but it's the wrong sort of love. Every time he hears her say that he feels sick. Wants to scream and cry at the unfairness of it all. Because it isn't fair. He fucking loves her, but he can't say anything. No-one would support him, she is the fiancée of his brother for god's sake.
Those are the nights (when all hope has been cruelly crushed) that he goes to the nearest club but not to pretend. No, those are the nights that he goes to forget. To forget the pain from the unintentional rejection. To lessen the sting in another brunette's bed. And if he whispers her name as he cums and not the randomer he picked up. Well, no-one needs to know right?
Like I said, not a happy oneshot, though I hope everyone still enjoyed it. These last couple of chapters have been incredibly short but don't worry the next oneshot is much longer to make up for it!
Keep the prompts coming in guys, I love hearing all your ideas and writing them up is fantastic.
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