Trent Alexander-Arnold - Stop Searching | PART 1

                                    

                                          
This is a 5-part mini series. Enjoy!

                          
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"I just don't like seeing you hanging out with him," Trent says when she has just arrived at his house. He had asked her to go shopping with him. He's never sure of what would look good on him, so he has her, his best friend, to be his personal stylist.
                          
"Well, he's nice. I don't see why I shouldn't be friends with him."
                          
"I know him. He's not as nice as you think he is."
                          
She scoffs at his remark. She throws herself in the couch, listening to his footsteps fading away as he goes to the kitchen. She was such in a good mood today. She just hung out with her girlfriends. One of them brought his boyfriend, and his friend was tagging along so they all ended up hanging out and having lunch together.
                          
One of those guys was John. Since her first meeting with John at a party a month ago, they had followed each other's Instagram, met again a couple of times, and casually chatted on direct messages. Her girlfriends say that he fancies her and she can clearly see that by the way he flirts with her. But until now she's still undecided about her feelings towards him.
                          
Trent, in the other hand, has started to get irritated when he knows that she has befriended John. He's always so protective of her. He always makes his opinions clear about any blokes that try to get close to her. Since day one, he had told her that he doesn't like this particular John because of his drama with his ex that became a public's secret.
                          
She always takes Trent's precautions into account, but sometimes he gets overprotective and it annoys her. She's a big girl. She can decide what's good or bad for her.
                          
"Trent, I know you're trying to protect me. But you can't do this every time I meet a new guy." After a while, she decided to follow Trent to the kitchen, trying to make the mood better. She doesn't want to spend the evening with them both being mad at each other.
                          
Trent is sitting on the bar stool, eating the lunch she bought him. "Well, you just happen to meet people I know. Everybody knows they broke some girls' hearts, I don't want you to be their next victim," he replies.
                          
"Well, we don't know that," she opens the fridge and takes a bottle of her favorite carbonated drink.
                          
"I'm just saving you from another heartbreak," he shrugs, looking at her drinking from the pink bottle. "I don't want you go through it again."
                          
She sighs as she walks to him. She hugs him from his side and pressed her cheek on his arm; he doesn't budge. "I'll be okay if I go through it again. I know you'd be there like you always did. It's just going to be another 30 days of my favorite Starbucks drinks, Trent."
                          
Trent shakes his head, reminiscing those days where he had to witness her crying over some d*ckheads that didn't even deserve her tears. He was always there, and she is right, he'll be there in her next heartbreak. He falls silent and puts a kiss on top of her head.