vic

up in my head, i'm her boyfriend, but that's one thing she's already got. he'd kill me without any warning if he took a look in my brain.

god, y/n is perfect. i've known her for so long, and i've tried for so long to win her heart, but this douchebag won it instead.

would he say he's in l-o-v-e? well, if it was me, then i would.

would he hold her when she's feeling low, well she should know that i would.

it feels like i'm constantly playing a game that i'm destined to lose. i can't compete with her boyfriend, he's got 27 tattoos.

he doesn't treat her right. doesn't give her the attention she needs, doesn't tell her she's beautiful, doesn't let her know that he loves her, god, is he even in love?

y/n texted me.

y/n💞 : vic, i need you here right now.
me: why? did something happen?
y/n💞 : he cheated.
me: i'll be there in 15. don't do anything stupid.
y/n💞 : i'll try.

i got into my car and drove over to her place. i may have gone over the speed limit, but i'd do anything to make sure my y/n is okay.

i grabbed my key to her house and walked in.

"y/n? i'm here."

she ran down the stairs and jumped into my arms. me, being taller than someone for once, with her being 5'0.

she cried into my jacket. i carried her over to the couch and sat her down.

"tell victurd everything."

"well, he came home today with another girl INTO MY HOUSE. he told me this: 'pack your shit, bitch. this is our house now.' even though he knows damn well i've been paying off the mortgage with my own fucking money since i first moved here. so i tried to kick him out, and he hit me. i called the cops, and they got his ass out of here. oh god, vic. i thought he loved me." she cried.

"would he say he's in love? well if it was me, then i would. would he hold you when you're feeling low? well, you should know that i would. y/n, hear me out on this. it wasn't your fault. none of it was. he's so stupid to try and replace you. truth is, you can't be replaced. you're so, so perfect. i'd be so happy to call you mine. i would give you everything he didn't. i would make sure you feel loved and protected, and beautiful, and everything in between. i would." i said, stroking her hair.

she kissed me.

our lips connected.

once she pulled away, she wiped her tears and smiled.

"you don't need to tell me twice. i love you, vic. thank you."

i put my hands on her cheeks and kissed her again.

would i say i'm in love?

i would.