warnings / tags : ANGST, sad ending, bad writing, not proof-read
english is not the author’s first language – please excuse / point out if there are any grammatical mistakes.
➳ summary : After a year of being away and Y/N moving on from Stephen, they both stumbled upon each other.
Author’s Note : this has been in my drafts for MONTHS but i had to go hiatus because of school :,) but, i’m back now! a lot of people have been asking for part 2 so here it is! i hope you lot like this fic :) so sorry if it’s short and badly written, my writing’s getting sloppy
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↳ MASTERLIST — PART ONE ༉‧₊˚✧
They say breakups give us a lesson—
An experience to have a relationship; to feel the highs and lows of it, the love, the happiness, the pain.
You took the plastic bag from the vendor and thanked him.
You walked out of the small shop and to the chilly sidewalk, you took your phone out and sent a quick text to Jeremy.
You put your phone back in your purse, bumping into someone in the process.
“I’m so sorry, I-!” You immediately forgot what you were going to say once you looked up and realized who you bumped into.
It was as if time had slowed down, like everything around you had been in slow motion the moment you recognized the dark haired man who had two white streaks on the side of his hair.
Stephen had just realized that he bumped into you as well and shock filled his features, “Y/N?” Whispered him.
“Yeah, Hello, Stephen.” You whispered, smiling slightly.
Stephen gulped, he still couldn’t believe seeing you in front of him after all these years, he tried to keep it cool so as to not show his heart that’s almost beating out of his chest, “Hi..” He said.
Neither of you looked away from each other’s eyes, still looking at one another as if you were both trying to read each other, “How have you been?” You said.
As if snapped out of a trance, Stephen blinked severally before responding, “I’ve been good.” He gave you a tight-lipped smile, “How about you, how have you been?”
The small smile on your face remained, “I’ve been great.” Your expression dropped a bit, “How are you and Christine?” You said, your voice unwavering.
Stephen gulped and looked down, a defeated look spreading across his face, “We, uhm,” he cleared his throat, “We never got engaged.” He pressed his lips together, “she got married with someone else.”
“Oh.” You whispered, looking anywhere but him.
They say to experience anything and everything in a relationship is a privilege.
To learn from your mistakes and to grow so you don’t make them again.
“Where have you been?” He whispered, hearing the defeat and sadness in his voice.
You looked at him causing your eyes to meet, “I moved to Canada a few days after we.. you know.” You bit the inside of your lip, “I got an offer to transfer from Metro-General to Toronto General and I accepted.”
“Oh.” It was his turn to say it.
You took a deep breath, “Stephen..” You said, looking up at him; his eyes never left your face, he looked at you the whole time—he couldn’t look away, “Just between us, did the love affair maim you, too?” You said softly.
Stephen opened his mouth to answer, “Hey, Y/N! Come on, you’re the only one we’re waiting for!” Yelled Jeremy, which caused you and Stephen to snap out of a trance you supposedly had, and looked at Jeremy’s direction.
“Coming!” You replied back, you looked back up at Stephen, “I’m sorry, Stephen, looks like I’ve got to go.” You chuckled softly.
“Of course.” He said, smiling softly.
You smiled, and caressed his arm before going towards Jeremy.
Stephen noticed snow had started to fall from the sky. He put his hand out and a snowflake fell on his palm, the glistening of it causing him to have a short flashback of the time you and he had fun with snow.
