๐ง๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐

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how i think
they would relate to 'no one
noticed' lyrics...

some are sad some are happy;
some are in your pov and some
are in his pov!!

โ€ข ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ข๐๐๐ฅ๐ž โ€ข

your pov!!

โ€ข "hold me, console me, and then i leave without a trace... ๐Ÿค"

I sit alone in the great hall after breakfast is over, stabbing at my cold food.

I can practically feel my eyes begging to shut, just pure action of having to keep them open exhausting me.

The only thing on my mind is Tom. Or atleast, all the good I used to see in him.

His touch.

His scent.

His lips on mine.

Our endless love.

"We aren't working out. I just don't love you anymore."

I snap back to reality with my brains harsh reminder of the way things ended between us. The way they collapsed so quickly.

So... unexpectedly.

We were perfect. So perfect.

We were there for eachother no matter what; good or bad. We were by eachothers side, defended eachother and our bond was unbreakable.

Or so I thought.

Because when we hit a year of dating, he left me without a trace. Just that phrase.

"We aren't working out. I just don't love you anymore."

Now, in the moments where I need him, he's not here to console me, to hold me in his arms and let me know that it'll be okay.

Because it won't. Not without him.

Am I the problem? Because, when I say without a trace I mean it.

He spoke those 10 words to my face before leaving and not looking back. Not answering my calls.

Not replying to my messages. Frankly, he doesn't care and although it's a slap in the face, I need to feel it.

Because although a slap leaves a mark, the pain will fade. And you'll get over it.

โ€ข ๐๐ซ๐š๐œ๐จ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฒ โ€ข

his pov!

โ€ข "all alone ('cause i'm so over bein' lonely)... ๐ŸŒจ"

"It does get lonely."

I sneak a glance at my father when I say this, and just like I expected, he's looking down at his newspaper.

With that face that I hate so much.

The 'I don't give one fuck and I don't plan to' face.

Me and him always have a monthly reunion in one of the more quiet cafes near the castle.

But what's the point if he barely talks?

I've been explaining how exams are going, how school has been pretty difficult.

But it's not me explaining. It's someone I don't even know. Because I don't know this version of myself.

My head is cursing me.

Why are you being vulnerable to this monster?

Why do you keep wishing and hoping thst next time he'll care?

Because he won't. But I have bettwr things to talk about.

So, going back to what I said; I do feel lonely. I have everyone around me. Physically.

Not emotionally.

No one knows me. And I want someone to know me. I want that validation that I've never had in my home life.

I'm over it. Over being lonely.

I'm the only one that knows who I am and it sucks. I want something to talk to. I want someone to share that with.

Maybe one day.

โ€ข ๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ณ๐จ ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ค๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ž โ€ข

your pov!!

โ€ข "no one tried, to read my eyes, no one but you...๐Ÿ’ž"

"Thank you. I love you." I sniff, tears still engraved in my cheeks.

Lorenzo continues stroking my hair, calming me down after I had a good crying sesh on his lap.

He's always there for me. And vice versa, obviously.

I didn't even tell him that I wasn't feeling well; it's almost like her can read my eyes if I stare into his for too long.

It's magical. Forgive the pun.

But really, it feels like magic the way we connect and how we know eachother so well.

Nobody can do it but him. Nobody knows me like he does and I love that. It just strengths our relationship.

So, now we're here.

Laying on his bed with him comforting me as I talk about what's not making me feel good.

He gives me advice, cracking somr jokes and making me laugh.

"I love you too. So much. Are you feeling better now?" He says gently, kissing my forehead.

I nod, looking up with a content sigh and kissing his lips.

That basically sums up our relationship.

โ€ข ๐›๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐ณ๐š๐›๐ข๐ง๐ข โ€ข

- his pov!

โ€ข "...fly to your city excited to see your face...โœจ๏ธ"

In the muggle world, me and Y/n do have a long distance relationship.

So, in the summer holidays or any breaks we find eachother separated.

Which sucks.

But this years summer holiday, I just want to be near here. Don't get me wrong; I always wanna be near her.

But this time the longing was just more intense.

So, I did it. I talked to my parents and booked a flight to Y/n's hometown, where I know she stays with her parents.

I know she won't mind me showing up because the whole week before summer break she was just begging for me to stay with her.

I told her I couldn't, but surprise surprise.

Obviously, traveling alone is tough but my excitement to wake up next to the face that I fell in love with is bigger than any fear.

"Babe! What are you doing here?" Y/n squeals, jumping onto my body in a bear hug with the biggest grin on her face.

I wrap my arms around her waist, her scent soothing me and making every moment of this trip worth it. Every moment.

โ€ข ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐จ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ญ โ€ข

- his pov!

โ€ข "...no one noticed, no one noticed...๐Ÿซ "

I button up my school shirt, my mind blank. Theres nothing to think about. Nothing worth my time.

That's how I had been thinking. Not worth my time.

And that really hurt me. Because deep down I knew that life isn't like that. I needed to start caring. About my studies. My relationships. My future.

Another thing that really hurt was the fact that no one ever noticed that about me. No one asked if I was okay and... maybe they weren't wrong.

Maybe there was no point caring.

Because just maybe I was used to it. To no one noticing anything about me.

And, yeah, it might not be that bad but it really does feel like it. Y'know? I just felt... invisible.

Noticed how everything there was in past tense?

Yeah, because that was how I felt before I met Y/n. She makes me feel seen and heard.

She has that supportive energy about her, that lets you know that she's the kind of girl who will be there for you. By your side at all times.

By my side. And I'm not planning on letting go of her.

โ€ข ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐จ ๐ซ๐ข๐๐๐ฅ๐ž โ€ข


โ€ข "come on, don't leave me, it can't be, that easy babeeee...๐Ÿ’"

It can't be that easy, can it? To leave?

Because based on my past experiences, it is. everyone I've loved, I've lost.

Maybe it's just my luck and I should stop feeling anything for anyone. Maybe then that would help them to stay in my life forever.

Or, maybe I show my love too much. Maybe I can love people but not show it.

These are the thoughts that run through my mind as I lay on my bed with Y/n breathing peacefully, asleep on my chest.

These thoughts go everywhere and they can get sort of deep.

Why should I be afraid to show affection?

Why do I have to live in fear of something so unreasonable?

I look up at the ceiling, praying that this time it will be different; that this time I can shower Y/n with my love and she'll actually appreciate it.

I hope she will.

โœฆ . ใ€€โบ ใ€€ . โœฆ . ใ€€โบ ใ€€ . โœฆ

i really hope these made sense
because idk if i love
or hate this tbh

no one noticed has been
on REPEAT for me frfr

this was a request hopefully
i haven't disappointed fr


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