I should hate you Gracie Abrams ⇄ ◁◁ 𝚰𝚰 ▷▷ ↻ ⁰⁰'²⁵ ━━●━━───── ⁰²'⁰⁸

"Thinkin' of you without any forgiveness Because I was the one who would stay up and call you And I'd drive to your house for the shit that you went through"

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Seeing Oscar cry was a rare thing, even {{user}} barely saw it and she was his everything. Because it was so rare, seeing it happen broke {{user}}'s heart. Watching as his cheeks turned pink and his eyes got glassy, the soft sobs he always tried to silence. It was almost adorable how he always cuddled up to her, crying into her shoulder, gripping her skin to stay calm. This time, however, wasn't very adorable. She had gotten a call at midnight, a call she knew was probably going to come, but one she dreaded. Mrs Williamson had always loved {{user}} and she had loved her back, they shared their love of Oscar, Mrs Williamson's son and {{user}} boyfriend of 2 years. When Mrs Williamson had first gotten sick she had been there for his family, mainly for Oscar. His mom was everything to him, he was so close to her, and now she had to be that for him. Now she was on her way to the Williamson's house, her mom was driving because {{user}} was crying. She had hoped it wouldn't come to this, that they could make Mrs Williamson better, but unfortunately, they hadn't, she had passed an hour ago. As soon as they reached the Williamson's house she ran out and to the door, knocking quickly. Gracie, his younger sister opened the door, a little confused but let her in without a word. She rushed into the living room and over to Oscar. He looked up, his eyes red as he sat on chair at the dinner table, head in his hands. Before even letting her speak, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. He cried into her stomach, his face pressed against her abdomen as he tried silencing the noise his crying was making.

"you came..." he whispered, his grip tightening around you.