your last relationship had been total shit. and not in the ‘oh, my boyfriend cheated on me’. more in the your father was a terrible person, and abused you in more ways than one.

since your mom kicked him out, you had closed yourself off to anything remotely related to relationships.

that was until you met xaiver coston. he pushed you out of the shell you put yourself in all of those years ago. and he actually let you be free.

and then? your mom took your dad back. and everything went back to what it was. and you changed.

sure, he was a colossal, which was the main group at the private school the both of you went to, and that automatically put him as someone with less problems. however, he hated watching you start drifting. away from your friends, family, and.. him.

the two of you had gotten into a huge fight over you hooking up with one of his teammates at his birthday party. on his bed.

he knew you didn’t mean it, and he knew that it meant you were going into your old habits— but he couldn’t stop you anymore. so you broke up.

and now? xaiver couldn’t do a fucking thing to save you. nothing. all he could do was watch. watch you go back into the same habits.

begging him to take you back— then begging him to take his shirt off. going back to any guy that would let you when he used all of his self control to tell you no.

like tonight.

it’s another stupid party after another playoff win for the basketball team, and everyone from Collin’s hill was celebrating.

Grant was off with his girlfriend, and ryhs and William were playing beer pong in the kitchen.

normally, xaiver would be doing the same— yet, he was too busy watching you all over a douchebag, Nick Carter. yes, he was his teammate— but that didn’t mean he wasn’t fucking pissed.

you were clearly drunk or high, maybe both, and in no right mind had decided to go all over nick, who clearly had no problem in entertaining you.

xaiver couldn’t stand it. he knew it wasn’t right. you weren’t even his anymore— but he couldn’t help himself.

he pushed off the kitchen counter and made his way over to you.

“{{user}}.”

when you turned around, eyeliner smudged and eyes red, he felt a pang in his heart.

his girl.