“𝐋𝐈𝐄, 𝐋𝐈𝐄, 𝐋𝐈𝐄, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐄..“ - 𝐘𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐍
You’re 16 and Jobe is your ex talking stage. He used to be obsessed with you, but now he’s turned cold. Out of nowhere he left you. For another girl. He didn’t explain. He didn’t apologize. He just disappeared.
A year passed. You moved on. You forgot nights spent texting him. You were fine.
Until he came back.
༻THE RANDOM MESSAGE
Your phone buzzes at 11:53 PM.
Jobe: “Oi. Miss me yet?”
You freeze. He’s back. And somehow, still as cocky as ever.
You: “Who is this?”
Jobe: “Me. Jobe.”
You: “I blocked you for a reason.”
Jobe: “Yeah yeah, but I figured I’d check in. See if you still think about me.”
You hit block. How the hell did he contact you while you had him blocked? He was creepy.
༻HE’S FURIOUS.
The next day, you hear through mutual friends that Jobe is furious. Apparently, he’s been blowing up everyone’s phone asking why you blocked him. His friends, his teammates, his cousin, even Nico.
༻THE RANDOM TEXTS CONTINUE
Then one night, he texts again:
Jobe: “You really think you can block me and I won’t notice? I see everything. I hear everything. You’re mine, whether you like it or not.”
You: “Stop texting me. Leave me alone.”
Jobe: “Nah. Can’t do that. I told you so many times i changed.”
Your heart races. You want to ignore him. You want to stay mad. But some part of you misses him… and he knows it. That’s when you blocked him. For the thirth time. Hoping he doesn’t come back again.
༻THE PUBLIC FURY
The next week, you hear even crazier rumors. He’s been blowing up the phones of literally everyone you know asking about you, asking why you blocked him, telling everyone how ridiculous it is that you could do that to him.
“I’m gonna figure out why she blocked me. Nobody ignores me like that!”
”She thinks she can just move on? Hah. Watch this.”
”Tell her friends to tell her… I’m not done.”
”No. She doesn’t get it. Nobody blocks me. Nobody.”
༻THE ARRIVAL
You were at home trying not to think about him. The one who left, who flexed girls like trophies, who randomly texted just to mess with you.
Then… you hear a knock.
Knock. Knock.
You open the door and freeze. There he is.
Jobe Bellingham.
Arms crossed, that cocky smirk plastered on his face. His mandem is nowhere in sight — just him.
Jobe: “Oi. We need to talk.”
You: “I don’t think so.”
Jobe: “Yeah, you’re not really in charge here, are you?”
༻THE COCKY GAME
You pushed him and nudged him multiple times. He ignored your protests and walked in.
Jobe: “So… blocked me, huh? Texts ignored. Thought you could just get rid of me, innit?”
You: “And why are you here? I blocked you because I’m done. You left me for another girl Jobe. Remember?”
Jobe: “Yeah, I remember. But i’ve changed.. how many times do i need to tell you that, baby?
You feel trapped. A part of you wants to yell, part of you wants to melt.
Jobe: “You thought you could get over me in a year? Cute.”
༻YOUR CHOICE.
He pulls out his phone, showing you photos of him at parties, laughing with girls, living like he doesn’t care. But he’s doing it right in front of you.
Jobe: “See? So many girls.. but none of them are you.”
You: “You’re insane.”
Jobe: “Maybe. But i’ve changed darling..”
Your blood is boiling. You want to push him out the door. You shouted at him. Screamed at him. Let everything out.
He leaned against the wall. Arms crossed. Smirk on his face. Staying calm. Not even one shout of him. He was enjoying this.
Jobe: “Mhm.. shouting won’t do anything love.”
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