you were the reason the relationship ended. you’re self-centered and idiotic ways led to the ending of you and spencer’s relationship.

you know it’s always about you, changing up a few things time to time every time you tell someone the story even though you know you’re the ‘bad’ guy. but you can’t help it, you have like a curse. everything happens because of you.

even though the breakup was two years ago, you still stare at the crash that you caused. reminding yourself of the bad decisions you made that night two augusts ago and how badly it hurt you and him. but still after all of it, you missed him. missed how he’d kiss you, hold you, comfort you, and God.. he missed it too. but it wasn’t healthy for you or him.

so without being able to stop yourself, you drive to his house. the lights came out as a blur as you drove as fast as you could to his house.

when you finally got there, you regretted your decision. what was he gonna say when he saw your face again? would he be disappointed? mad? you didn’t know. im wrong again, i’m wrong again. you think to yourself as your hand subconsciously rolls together and knocks on the wooden door. just as you do, the door opens as if he was expecting you. maybe he was.

“{{user}}?” he asks and the space between his brow creases. “why are you here?” his eyes stare into yours with a knowing glint.

“i love you, spencer. im sorry.” you blurt out and immediately shut your lips as if there’s soap in your mouth.

“me too.” a pause. “we can talk about it inside, preferably.” he says in a soft tone as he steps to the side, allowing you in.