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You hurried into your room and took out a suitcase, before starting to fill it with your belongings. Tears were streaming down your face like a river and you couldn't have stopped them even if you tried.

You were hurt, heartbroken, sad and angry. You should have known better than to fall in love with the playboy, who only seemed to care about himself.

"I hate you, Stark..." you cried. "I fucking hate you!"

Flashbacks of you and Tony were now running through your head. You remembered the first day you started working for him. He was so annoying and selfish, making it hard for you to get used to having him around.

You regretted ever feeling sorry for him. You thought that he cared about you at least a little bit, but today, he made it clear that he actually didn't need you at all.

"Y-Y/N..." you heard a familiar voice all of sudden.

"FUCK OFF, STARK! I DON'T WANNA SEE YOU RIGHT NOW!" you snapped, not even looking at him.

He ignored you and approached you slowly, gripping your wrist and trying to make you face him.

"GO AWAY!" you yelled through your tears, taking your hand away from his and pushing his chest harshly, making him stumble a few feet backwards. "I don't wanna see, nor hear you, so get the fuck out of my sight, you fucking heartless asshole!"

"Y/N, please, listen to me for a minute..." he begged, his voice sounding broken. "I'm not here to try to convince you to stay... What I said was horrible and I don't know if I'll ever be able to forgive myself for the way I've treated you... I know you deserve so much better, but-"

"BUT WHAT? HUH? BUT WHAT, STARK? HOW DARE YOU CALL ME ANNOYING WHEN ALL I DID WAS LOVE, HELP AND SUPPORT YOU? HOW?" you yelled, clenching your fist.

He closed his eyes, allowing the tears to fall at the sight of your broken state. It was his fault. He wished he could go back in time and solve the problem he had caused, but he knew damn well that he could not do that, no matter what.

"I'm stupid..." he whispered. "I know that... I'm an ass, a jerk, a whatever you want to call me. You have no idea how much I hate myself right now, but I want you to know one thing."

He took a step closer, sniffing and looking into your red, hurt, tearful eyes.
"I didn't mean a damn thing that I said... You're an angel, Y/N... You've been there for me when nobody was and you've helped me a lot. You're not annoying, nor a burden. If anything, I'm the one who's always been a... a burden, a fucking mistake." he whispered, lowering his head.

"I'm sorry you had to put up with my shit every day... I'm sorry you had to put up with ME every day... I'm sorry for being a disappointment and breaking your heart... The only reason I tried to become distant was because I didn't want to involve you in my problems." he admitted.

"I didn't want to be a burden to you. I know how much you care about everyone and I didn't want you to worry because of me. You deserve all the love and happiness in the world, Y/N, and... I'm sorry I couldn't give them to you. I actually did the opposite and I regret that more than I could ever explain."

You blinked slowly, feeling yourself calm down a little bit. Your heart was still hurting, but this time, it was because of the sight of Tony, who was looking so sad and broken. It was the first time you actually saw him crying for real. Whenever he was sad, he would just remain silent, but this time he was shedding tears and you couldn't help but pity him. Yes... He hurt you. But everyone makes mistakes, right?

"Again, I'm not here to make you forgive me... I don't deserve your forgiveness. I don't deserve YOU. I'm just here to let you know that you did nothing wrong." he struggled to speak. "If it hadn't been for you, I would have been dead a long time ago, Y/N. You were the only one who kept me sane and calmed me down whenever I felt lost, scared, confused and lonely. You were the only one who made me think that maybe I have a chance to... to get over my past and start a new, better life... I was wrong tho."

He paused, taking a deep breath and wiping his tears."I don't deserve to be happy after everything I did... I'm a monster... A mess... A loser... I'm a..." he fell on his knees, breaking down in front of you. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, Y/N. I'm sorry..." he sobbed, his body shaking, while he wished he could just disappear, so maybe the world would be a better place without him.

"I hate you..." you whispered, approaching him slowly. He looked at you and nodded, knowing that he deserved that. "I hate you for making me love you..."

With that, you kneeled beside him, wrapping your arms around his shaking body. He hugged you tightly, as if his life depended on it, while burying his head into your chest and crying incontrolably. You kissed the top of his head, closing your eyes and crying along with him. You loved him and, although he'd been a jerk to you lately, you knew how much he regretted it and how much he needed you.

"Please, don't go... Please... I'm so sorry..." he cried against your chest, trembling in your arms.

You pulled away, taking his head into your hands and wiping his tears.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." he kept apologising. "Don't go... Please..."

You smiled softly, caressing his wet cheeks and looking into his brown eyes that were full of love, pain and regret.

"I'm not going anywhere, love..." you whispered calmly. "What you did was wrong, but I love you too much to give up on you."

He placed one hand over yours, trying to control his breath, while you leaned closer, kissing his lips softly. He closed his eyes tightly, wrapping his hands around you, pulling you even closer and kissing you deeper. He was scared to let you go, thinking that you would disappear the moment you pulled away.

"I'm sorry..." he said once again. You hugged him tightly, trying to calm him down and assuring him that you weren't going to leave him. Your hand moved towards his hair, the other one rubbing his back confortingly.

After a few minutes, you noticed that he has stopped crying and was silently hugging you. Looking at his face, you smiled when you realised that he had finally fallen asleep.

You kissed his head one more time, allowing him to rest in your arms. He was a mess indeed, but in the end, he was your mess and you knew he loved you unconditionally.