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Y/n's pov
By the time we made it to the house Jules was too tired to watch movies.
It ended up being me and Jocelin. We sat against the headboard of the bed and ate snacks while watching cuphead.
"Hey you alright" Jocelin asked. I simply shrugged my shoulders and leaned my head on her shoulder.
"You gonna talk to Armin or—" I looked at her and she immediately got the memo and stopped asking questions.
I just wanna chill, and forget about everything. It's all too much.
And in all honesty I don't think I can look at armin without thinking about today.
(Timeskip)
11:00pm
I woke up later than usual. Jules was in my bathroom and Jocelin was snuggled into my torso.
*ring* I whipped my head towards the nightstand where my phone was charging.
Connie was calling. I took a deep breath and answered the phone.
He wanted to know if I was ok. I told him I was, even though I wasn't.
My eyes darted down when I felt Jocelin readjusting herself.
I smiled to myself as I admired her sleeping figure.
I felt the bed dip down as Jules climbed on to lay her head on my shoulder.
"I love you guys so much" I said quietly. "We love you too" Jules replied.
I sighed as my eyes slowly started to close again.
♡☆♡☆♡☆♡
Armins pov
After talking with Connie last night I felt like complete shit.
Not for kissing Annie, but cause y/n saw. I know that sounds bad, but the kiss I shared with Annie felt magical.
Like the good days.
Eren would laugh his ass off at this.
I leaned back on the couch and continued to drink my beer.
*ding* I rolled my eyes and picked up my phone. When I looked at my phone my eyes lit up.
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It was Annie. I immediately unlocked my phone and went to my messages.
When I opened up her contact my smile grew even wider.
She wanted to go out, I told her yes. But then I thought about y/n. How would she feel?
Well she probably doesn't want anything to do with me now anyways. So fuck it.
I went to my room to prepare for our little outing.
(Timeskip)
I was currently on my way to pick up Annie. The whole time Y/n's face was displayed in my head.
images of her shaking figure, and her tear stained face, was all i could think about
I decided to pull over to a nearby gas station and text y/n. I was starting to feel guilty again.
I basically told her that I wasn't feeling her anymore and that I think it's best if we don't see each other anymore.
Don't get me wrong I like y/n, but I'll forever love Annie.
I felt a wave of relief wash through my body.
I quickly started my cat up again and continued to go to Annie.
♡☆♡☆♡☆♡
Connie's pov
I chilling in my room when I suddenly got a text from Armin.
Hey, I don't really feel a spark with you anymore and I just wanted to be transparent with you. I think it's best that we go our separate ways and never speak again.
what the fuck???
Was this meant for y/n. I decide to check his location and saw he was heading in the direction of where Annie lives.
He's doing it again.
How the hell am I gonna tell this to y/n. I could already tell she was still hurt from yesterday but for him to do this.
I sighed and threw my phone across the room.
(Timeskip cuz im to damn lazy)
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Connie ended up going to your house to explain what Armin sent him.
Words couldn't describe how sad you were.
Yeah, he hurt you but you truly did like him. What made matters worse was that you finally slept with him, and the next day it was just over.
You didn't leave your house for the rest of the day. Instead you cried in Connie's arms.
Why do you always get tossed to the side? Why did no one ever take your feelings into consideration?
Sure you had Connie, Jocelin and jules but it wasn't the same.
You wanted love, someone who could make you smile daily, someone who would do anything for you... someone who would stay by your side forever.
THE END
OF SEASON 1
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•ngl chapter could've been way better, but I was in a rush
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