Complicated {s.c x reader}

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"No, Y/N, you know Sam and Rachel had problems years before they got divorced. She cheated on him! It wasn't your doing!" Emilia shook her head.

"I know...I know...I never influenced his decision. I just told him to do what makes him happy, and he decided that was with his daughter alone. But Em, the night before Sam knew she was cheating, he came to my place," I start, dreading the information I'm about to tell her, "Nothing happened of course, James was there with me. But...I knew right then...I don't want to be with James. I want to be with Sam."

You could slice the tension around us with a knife.

Em sighs, looking down at her feet, "I know." 

"W-What do you mean 'I know'?" My brows furrow with confusion.

"I mean...Sam wants to be with you, too."

??? POV

I know I shouldn't, but I can't help but snoop sometimes. It's a vice of mine. 

Why are they scurrying off to talk in private? 

I see how conflicted Y/N looks. I see it in her eyes. Those eyes will reel you in and then shut you out. 

I have to talk to her. 

Maybe I shouldn't follow them. I could turn back right now.

But I need answers. Now. 

Sure, maybe it's not the best thing to do, but what harm is it to just listen?

While Y/N and Emilia start to talk in the outdoor breakfast patio, I hide behind a stone pillar not far away. Maybe it's a breech of trust, but I can't help but listen. 

I hear soft cries. It breaks my heart.

"I've done nothing but ruin things," I hear Y/N start. I glance behind the pillar, taking out my phone to record. She starts to talk.

Oh, shit.

I should have never came. 

Y/N's POV:

"What?! What do you mean, Em? H-He wants to...what?!" I could feel my heart start to race and eyes widen. Em gives me a small smile, rubbing my shoulder.

"You know, you're not the only female he talks to," She chuckles, and a small pang of joy ripples through my stomach.

"He said that to you? That he wants to be with me?" 

"I swear on my life. He confided in me a few weeks ago. You both need to sort your crap out, Y/N! There's no better time then right now." Emilia urges, and I realize how right she is.

I'm wasting precious time when I could fill the void that's been missing in our lives.

"But, James. He flew in last night. I can't just end things without a reason! He's a nice guy, too." I chew on my lip, trying to play out scenarios in my head.

"You don't need a reason, sometimes, Y/N. You are enough of a reason!" She grins, making me exhale the stress and built-up emotions. I wrap my arms around her quickly, smiling widely now.

"You are the best thing in this world, Emilia Clarke. I love you!" She returns the embrace with a giggle.

"I will always be here for you, Y/N. No matter what! You are strong and utterly brave. This will blow-over soon, I promise."

"Thank you so, so much, Em." We pull away, and I finally feel more confident about approaching Sam.

Sure, he may HAVE wanted to be with me, but I still need to apologize for stringing him along.