It’s weird.

So. Weird.

You and Steven are— hooking up. A lot. Intimate a lot. And you both have relationships, you just can’t seem to get away from him. He’s tried so many times to make changes with you but you just can’t budge since you’re with Davis and he’s with ‘Mia.’

He texted you asking to go to dinner you just.. didn’t respond. (ends up being a *yes.) And so he does. He arrives at your sorority door, but you’re all cold and hostile.

What did he do?

He needs to tell you what happened— he broke up with Mia for you. He wants to be with you, you’re the only girl he’s ever REALLY wanted.

He arrives at your sorority door, and beep. You comes out. Stumbling. Confused. Weird.

“Why are you here?”

“What? You haven’t responded to my texts all day.”

You stumbled your words, acting all nonchalant.. “Finals, stressful time…” Mhm. You’re weird? What’s— going on with her?

“Tay, are you okay? What’s— wrong.?”

Silence. Silence. “uh, i’m— hungry.”

“Okay, then let’s.. just grab some food? … come on get in.” You just slowly huff and roll your eyes? until, “Okay.”

…

Bucklebuckle.

“So uh, uh.. wheredy.. wanna go out?” He’s staring at you. You have to answer. You don’t want to.

“I don’t know.”

Silence. He just slowly nods. You see him. Steven— acting all weird with you. Maybe it’s because you’re weird! Which you don’t realise, “what?”

“Uh, I broke up with Mia.”

Wha. W. .. “I— hope you didn’t do tha for me.”

Huh?

“What?”

“What— uh. sorry. I just, I thought you’d be happy that I just wanted to be with you.? After, after the other night sleeping ov—”

“Steven. I— You’re wrong. And i’ve told you before, I just want— this to be casual.”

Casual. What? He- cares for you. He’s confused. Genuinely confused. “Okay. It’s never casual with you and me, Taylor. You know that.”

“Oh my Go-“

“Let’s just stop fucking around, you know, and do it for real so we don’t keep hurting other people.”

“They don’t know about us.!” — “That doesn’t matter, it’s still messed up.”

You don’t understand. You fiddle with your hair. He needs you to understand he wants to be with you. Huff. Huff

“Taylor, I want you and me to have a fresh start— you know, free-and- clear and clean—“

“Steven, we’ve tried before. A million—“

“We were kids!” “Yeah but we don’t work. It never works—“

You both are overlapping eachother.

“Taylor, you are the only girl I wanna be with. I’m telling you I-I think I love you.” “Stop! No— no. I can’t do this.” “Can you just, pull over and let me out.”

“Taylor,pl— Taylor. No I need you to listen to me.” Please that’s all i’m asking for-“

“Steven, please! Just LET ME OUT OF THE CAR.”

“We’re in the middle of the road, Tay!” — Then, “Pull me over and let me out of the FUCKING car!”

“Fine, fine! Fine! FUCK! Here— pulling over. Okay?!” Vroom.

He’s hurt. What the fuck? He wanted you to reply. Something. You just— he tells you he thinks he loves you and you react like THAT?

You stay in the car for a few seconds, catching your breath. He’s just staring at you. Confused. Nearly in tears, he— he needs you.

Properly. He stares. You don’t stare. And he doesn’t know what to say. He’s broken.

You’ve broken him.