Broken Promises
Guys this is my first fan fic ever, constructive criticism would be nice 🤍 also i know it’s very cliche but i promise there’s actually surprising things i have planned
December 7th 1:23 AM
The music was loud and the dance floor was full of energy. You were with your friend, Jessica, but you called her jazzy. You and her would go to the club almost every chance you got. Right now the two of you were dancing, it seemed no different than any other night at the club. Uncontrollable laughter, drinks, and loud music. Your life was fun, always had plans, making music, parties, clubs, all of. You would release a few songs every now and then, and do a little bit of modeling for small businesses, but not enough to be recognized.
You and Jazzy went over to the bar, the two of you would usually just get some guy to buy you drinks. You looked for your guy’s new target, when you saw a face you recognized you let out a small gasp.
Roman.
Roman Leal.
Roman had been your best friend since 2nd grade, but once he got famous and really got into music you guys fell out of touch. It’d been years since the last time you’d seen him in person. You missed him, more than you’d like to admit. You’d went from talking to him everyday and seeing him every other day to not talking to him at all and only seeing him when he’d pop up on your fyp. You felt a little happy seeing him, but mostly angry. Because how could he just forget about you? After you supported him when no one else did. “y/n? Who are you looking at?” Jazzy asked. You were silent for a couple seconds “Roman.” You almost didn’t want to say who you were looking at “Who?” She replied.
Of course she didn’t know who he was, you never talked about Roman. You didn’t want to dwell on the past, and sometimes talking about him…hurt. Like talking about him only made him seem more real, more out of reach, less just like a person you used to know. “Just an old friend.” You said, but he was so much more than that. He was the kid who got you through 7th grade, he was the face that you memorized, the one who made you laugh so hard you’d be in tears, the one who cheered you on at every game, every music concert or whatever hobby you had at the time, the only person you would go on the roller coaster with when you were scared, the one that knew you, actually knew you.
Jazzy looked at you completely oblivious to the past you had with so called “old friend” you just smiled “ let’s go get some drinks”. You and her went to some guy that was sitting at the bar, him and jazzy seemed to actually be enjoying talking to one another. The guy bought you and her some drinks, but your mind kept wandering back to Roman. He was on the other end of the bar, laughing with his friends like he hadn’t just stopped your whole world for a second.
After you and Jazzy took a few shots off that guys money the two of them went on to the dance floor together, leaving you alone at the bar.
It was weird knowing Roman was only in the other end of the bar. You glanced over at him, his friends were nowhere to be seen, he was alone at the bar now. You didn’t look at him for long, it was too risky. What if he saw you? What if he saw and didn’t recognize you? You just sipped on the drink you’d gotten for free looking over at jazzy on the dance floor. She actually liked that guy, more than she usually would.
You started to get lost in your thoughts, what did Roman’s life look like now? Why is he always shirtless when I see him online? Why do I like it? Is that guy gonna try to roofie jazzy tonight? Does ice float or sink if there’s something in your drink?
While lost in your thoughts you felt eyes on you. When you were at the club that could either be a good thing or a bad thing, but this time you felt kinda hopeful. I mean come on those could be roman’s eye-no. I don’t care about roman. nope. Is what you told yourself, but you knew it wasn’t true. Just seeing him made you stop in your tracks.
You tried to just ignore the eyes on you, but that was never easy. After a few minutes of trying -and failing- to ignore the eyes you turned around. Yours eyes immediately going to the area Roman was last at and of course it was just what you had secretly hoped for, his eyes were on you.
