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Now I’m finally alone and dressed for the show but going nowhere.

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Chapter 1: They Don’t Need To See Me Crying I

Summary:

they both tried. they really did try to not let fear overpower them but maybe their fate wasn’t as on their side as they thought it was

Notes:

okay but do you guys ever wonder how things would've played out if Henry would've told Alex that he's done with him when he said
["Tell me you're done with me. l'll get back on the plane. That's it.
And you can live here in your tower and be miserable forever, write a whole book of sad fucking poems about it. Whatever. Just say it."]
like??? i think about this so often and i do end up in tears sometimes cuz okay this is one scenario my kind created that continues immediately after "just say it" and uh this one’s from Alex’s POV:

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Chapter Text

"-Whatever. Just say it."

"I'm done with you." Henry says, his voice shaky but firm.

"Wh-what?"

"I said-  I'm done with you. happy now?'

and suddenly, Alex can’t breathe.

It feels as if his heart is being ripped out of his chest, like if it was a guitar and someone forcefully broke the strings, his eyes pink and heavy at the rims, tears threatening to fall any second now.

He stares at Henry in disbelief, was this really it?

"I said what you wanted me to say, now please leave." Henry says, his voice breaking ever so slightly.

"fine." Alex whispers, his legs feeling like jelly and his body going numb.

He turns around and starts walking away, he doesn’t cry though, he just silently makes his way out.

When Alex reaches back home, he storms past everyone, not wanting anyone to talk to him as he runs up to his room and slams the door shut.

He leans against the door, his breathing heavy and eyes shut.

He doesn’t want to open his eyes, doesn’t want to look at his room, he doesn’t want to look around and think of Henry.

Not their calls, not their emails, not their texts and definitely not about how beautiful Henry looks…looked, under the moonlight or when he face was dripping with water or even back at the pala- no.

He can’t do this. 

He opens his eyes and they fall on the Kimono, there, laying on his bed and before he knows it, his legs start to tremble and tears start streaming down his eyes as he makes his way over to his bed.

He can’t remember when was the last time he felt this broken, was it during the divorce?

He isn’t sure, because right now, all he knows is that he just probably (maybe…definitely) lost Henry and nothing makes sense anymore.

He wonders if this what is written in the stars for him...not having a stable relationship.

First, his parents split and his dad moved away and now whenever he's around, all he ever hears is screaming and fighting.

Then, he lost Henry.

He lost his person, someone who saw him for who he is, someone who completed him.

Henry, the person who healed a part of Alex he didn't break, Henry, who crushed the same part he healed and now Alex doesn't know if anyone will ever be able to heal it again.

He doesn't know if he'll ever believe in love again.

He tries not to think about it but he fails, Henry's words play in his head over and over again as if on loop.

"I'm done with you" "now please leave" he drops down on his bed, burying his face in a pillow to muffle his cries as he finally lets himself break.

Notes:

okay uh im sorry. like fr that’s all i can say rn. im sorry (am i though?)
but, i really hope you liked this one bcs i just couldn’t stop myself from writing this and ARGH.
ALSO, there’s a Henry’s POV to this and i will be posting that next so like yeah :))

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