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Cole Fluff

“Okay, I got two double cheeseburgers, a chicken sandwich, one mango smoothie, one Hi-C, one Sprite, 3 apple pies, 3 large fries, and a 5 piece chicken nugget.” You say as you place the large McDonald’s bag and sodas on the table. The boys flock to the food, savagely shoving fries into their mouths without so much as a thank you. “Um, excuse me, where is my thank you?”

“Thank you!” They say, muffled by the food they were shoving into their mouths.

“Whatever…”, you mutter under your breath. Cole, however, hears this and plants a kiss on your cheek.

“Thank you, we were starving.” He says with a kind smile. He has such a gorgeous smile. You smile back.

“You’re welcome. I know once you guys start working you don’t want to stop.”

He smiles and opens his mouth to say something but is cut off by Dana. “Ay, Y/N, let me teach you how to do autotune.”

“Okay!” You say, giving Cole an apologetic shrug. He shrugs back in response and continues to eat his food as you to sit with Dana. You try to squeeze onto the computer chair but find it is not meant to comfortably seat 2 people.

“Dude, just sit on my lap. This is super uncomfortable.” For some reason the first thing is glance over at Cole, but he isn’t paying attention. Hesitantly you shift so that you’re on Dana’s knee. He sighs with relief. You glance back at Cole again and this time he is looking. And by the look on his face, he is not happy.

“Stop it, Dana!” You say as he tickles you mercilessly.

“Admit defeat!”

“Never!”

“Admit defeat!” He says still tickling you. You run away, peeking at him behind the couch.

“Stop it!” You laugh.

“Could you two be anymore obnoxious!?” Cole shouts over all the commotion. You and Dana stop playing around abruptly. Gabe looks up from his phone, startled. Cole never raises his voice. He looks so incredibly frustrated.

“Cole, we were just-”

“Just what? Annoying the shit out of me? Honestly, I am trying to make a beat and you can’t stop acting like a stupid girl for a second and sit down!” He shouts again. You are taken aback. He’s never spoken to you like this. Gabe stands.

“Yo, Cole, chill. They were just playing.” He says.

“Yeah, Cole, chill.”

“All you are is a distraction! You run around looking pretty for us, you’re just entertainment for when we’re bored. Just get out.”

“Why,” you choke on your tears,“ why are you being so mean? I didn’t do anything. Why are you talking to me like this, Cole?” You say as you feel yourself starting to cry. Something washes over his face as he sees how badly he’s hurt you.

“Wait, Y/N-”

“I’m leaving. ” You say, snatching your purse and shoving your way out of the the studio as quickly as you can. As you reach the exit you see that it is now raining, and Cole had been your ride. You groan internally. Did he really mean that? That you were just there to entertain them like some type of monkey?

“Y/N! Wait!”

You roll your eyes, “I can’t exactly leave.”

Cole glances behind you. “Oh. ” he turns back to you. “I’m sorry I yelled at you like that. I just-”

“Do not talk to me like that ever again. I am your best friend not your showpony.”

“ I know, I won’t, I won’t.” He says shaking his head as if he’d made the biggest mistake of his life.

“Then why did you?”

He opens his mouth then closes it again, he shuts his eyes furrowing his brow as if he was flinching away from something. “I was jealous.”

“What? Why would you be jealous of Dana?”

“Because…” He trails off, stopping himself from continuing.

“Because…?” You question mercilessly. You were still very angry but something about him made you a little more forgiving. You, of course, know why.  And suddenly he pulls you close to him, one hand cupping your face, the other at the small of your back. He hunches over and kisses you softly, like a whisper.

“Because I love you.”

“You love me?” you say, shocked. He had never…  but with sudden realization you realize he had. Glancing at you and smiling, always kissing you on your forehead and cheeks, always wanting a hug, never getting angry at you even when you did the dumbest things. How long had he?

“I love you, I love you, I love you. I could say it a million times, and it would always be true.” He pauses, studying your face. “Do you…?”

“Yeah,” you smile. “Yeah, I do.”

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