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the triplets touring to toronto 2 days after i leave. loss of my life. (ruel babe it’s time to announce tour, im abt to crash out) at least im seeing inhaler and role model next month 💔
enjoy me explaining why i dropped my neuroscience class as a law major✊🏻 on another note, im working on this fic that im really loving but i might post part 2 of haunted because i kinda just forgot abt it??
life keeps getting worse and worse everyday lol 2 weeks ago my eras tour tickets got taken out of my account, so i ended up not being able to attend any of the toronto shows… on top of that flights to vancouver rn are 2k for a round trip so guess who will never even get to see her favorite artist live 🤝🏻
reminder that it’s okay to mourn liam payne regardless of his bad actions. he was a part of our childhood, and we are mourning this version of him… i’m not mourning the abuser, i’m mourning the singer that was part of a band that made me who i am today.
𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 .. .. two best friends are separated and reconnect after years spent apart
angst, crying
1.4k words
introduction
it was a cool summer day, a stark contrast to the typical end of july weather that boston would normally have. the neighborhood was filled with children of all ages playing on their front lawns, running back and forth through sprinklers or riding their bikes up and down the streets. the air was filled with the sound of laughter and chatter, a soft hum heard from the cicadas in the trees above. despite the blazing heat from the sun, a soft breeze blew throughout the city, making it the ideal summer day. for everyone except you and your best friend matt.
a large moving van was parked in front of your house, the back gate open as your dad and the movers helped carry the last bit the furniture up the back ramp. you were stood at the edge of your driveway in front of your family car, making your final goodbyes to your best friends.
“this sucks,” chris mumbled, kicking a rock as he looked down at the ground, hiding his tears, “can’t you just live with us?”
you giggled, sniffling as you shook your head. “i asked my mom, like, a million times.”
“would she be mad if you asked one last time?” nick suggested with a smile, nudging your arm as you both leaned against the trunk of the car. “high school won’t be the same without you.”
you smiled, leaning your head against his shoulder. “i know.”
while chris and nick were up in your driveway saying goodbye, their other triplet brother, matt, was still in the front seat of his mom’s mini van, refusing to get out.
“matthew, you need to go up there and say goodbye to y/n.” his mother said sternly, looking at the back of his head. he was staring out the window, tears streaming down his cheeks.
“can’t.” he mumbled, his voice shaky.
his mother sighed, placing her hand on her son’s shoulder and giving it a small squeeze. “i understand it’s hard, honey, but she’s your best friend. you owe her a real goodbye before she moves.”
matt squeezed his eyes shut tightly, trying to stop more tears from falling. “if i say goodbye then it’s really real.” he whispered.
matt’s mom let out a soft hum, rubbing his back. “i know, but she needs you. you two have been best friends for years, i don’t think her being in a different state will change anything.”
matt sniffled, turning to face his mom. “you don’t?”
she offered him a gentle smile, shaking her head no. “i really don’t, sweetheart.”
matt closed his eyes, drawing in a shaky breath as he nodded. “okay.”
with that, he slowly made his way out of the car, trudging up the driveway to where you were with nick and chris. the two boys turned their heads in matt’s direction, giving each other the look to let you and matt be alone for a minute.
you, chris, and nick were best friends, but matt was your best best friend. he was your rock, the person you did everything with. you met on the first day of kindergarten, when you both wanted to use the swing at the same time. after getting into a small quarrel that a teacher broke up, suggesting you two just simply share the swing, you decided to be best friends. and that was that. since that day, you two hadn’t spent more than 48 hours apart. you’d been on small vacations together, had sleep overs almost every weekend, and just did everything together. everywhere matt went, you were there with him, and the same went for you too. and now here he was, about to watch his best friend move twelve hours away from him.
you smiled up at him weakly, your fourteen year old heart aching at the sight of his already tear stricken cheeks. “hi matt.”
“hey.” he mumbled, stopping in front of you, eyes raking you up and down, trying his best to commit the physicality of you to memory.
you sighed, playing with the ends of your hair nervously, a habit you’d had forever. but every time you did it, matt was right there beside you to softly take your hand in his and remind you it would be okay. like he did now.
you smiled as he took your hand, giving it a small and reassuring squeeze.
“i, uh, i made something for you,” matt said softly, taking his hand from you and reaching it down into his pocket, handing you a folded piece of paper, “here.”
you smiled as you began to unfold it. a note. “should i read it now?” you smiled at him.
he nodded, furrowing his brows and blinking, trying to stop himself from crying in front of you. “yeah, yeah go ahead.” he rasped.
a grin spread across your cheeks as your eyes scanned over the paper, attempting to read matt’s messy handwriting.
dear y/n/n,
i’m not the best writer, but i’ll try my best just for you. you moving SUCKS. i’m super sad to see you go, but i can’t help to think of all the memories we have shared over the last 9 years. like that time we went sledding down the big hill at the park and you fell off and rolled down the hill (i’m still sorry for laughing at you). or the time at school when you me and my brothers had a food fight at our table. i could probably sit here and write about all the things we’ve done together that made me smile, but then i would be here forever because everything i do with you makes me smile. you’re my best friend in the entire world, and i hope that never ever changes. thank you for sticking by my side after all this time, and i’m gonna miss you a ton. promise me that you’ll call and write to me everyday. if you don’t i think i’ll have to ride my bike all the way down to virginia just to see you.
love,
matt (aka your favorite triplet and best friend)
you looked up at matt, tears welled in your eyes as you threw your arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. his arms instantly snaked around your waist, holding on to you even tighter.
“that was really sweet.” you mumbled into his shoulder, not caring you were probably staining his t shirt with your tears.
“thanks,” he laughed into your hair, his voice shaky, “it took me all night to try and put what i wanted to say into words.”
you squeezed him even tighter at that, closing your eyes as you tried to keep your voice from cracking. “i’ll miss you.”
“i’ll miss you more.” he whispered back, one arm holding your waist and the other holding your head as he brought you even closer into his embrace.
you both continued to hold each other, softly swaying back and forth and crying against one another before the sound of the truck’s gate closing caused you to pull away. you watched as the movers headed around to the front of the truck, climbing into the front and pulling away from the curb.
“guess this is it.” you mumbled with a laugh, your cheeks blotchy and eyes red as you turned to matt.
he sighed shakily, tears pooling out of his blue eyes. “i guess so.”
you let your arms fall to your sides, grabbing matt’s hand in yours and giving it a squeeze.
“you’ll call everyday?” he asked quietly, his voice almost pleading. you nodded. “and you’ll write?” you nodded again.
your dad walked over to you from the curb, ruffling your hair and offering a sad smile. "it's time to go, kiddo," he said before getting into the driver’s seat of the car.
you nodded up at him, turning back to matt once more as your bottom lip quivered. “i love you so much.”
“i love you too.” he whispered as his voice cracked, pulling you in for one last hug.
you returned the hug greatly, giving him one last squeeze before pulling away, wiping your tears away with the back of your hand. “bye matty.”
“bye y/n/n.” he mumbled, tears streaming down his cheeks.
you regretfully turned away, climbing into the car. you hastily reached around the backseat to grab your pillow and buried your face into it, beginning to cry harder now matt was out of sight. as close as you both were, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of weakness being so emotional in front of him.
slowly, your dad backed out of the driveway and pulled out onto the street. while your dad began to drive down the road, you looked out the window where you saw matt and his brothers waving goodbye from the end of the driveway. your dad continued to drive as they got farther and farther away, until you couldn’t see them anymore.
𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆: yipee new series !! super excited to write this hope u guys r ready for some angst 😛😛😛 i think im still gonna write other things while im doing this series but my main focus will be writing this :))) hope u all love ! lmk what u guys think <333 LOVE U ALLLLLL 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
can sturn tumblr actually calm tf down? like idc if someone copied my fic or stole an idea, i actually take it as a compliment cause like, thank you for thinking my writing and ideas are so good, you have to make it ur personality in order to get others to even want to look at ur account😽 yall don’t need to send me 10 anons about a fic resembling mine because quite frankly i couldn’t give a fuck less lol! i’ve been writing on wattpad for over 7 years, i know my way around plagiarism and i learned to not give a single shit anymore. some people just have no personality and that’s about it!!
it’s not hard to give inspo credz or even ask permission first, but some of you guys have a real hard time understanding that!
anyways, can we just all have fun and be fan girls together? im getting real tired real fast:/
