There's photos of you online at a party. Why didn't you invite me? Who is that guy sticking at your side all night? Are you drunk? Why are your cheeks so red? Is this party the reason you turned me down?
I decide not to text you. I don't want you to see a side of me that can't give you space. If you wanted to be with me right now, you would.
>🤪🥂🍸🍺
At first I smile, then I can't help being a little pissed.
<Don't get too drunk. Who will take you home?
>My friend will take me home. Don't worry.
<I could come get you.
>Sleep. I'll see you in the morning.
<Win?
<... Good night.
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Since I Met Him (Typed Version)
FanfictionThis is the typed version of Since I Met Him. There are a few edits to the writing and it doesn't include the images, but it's mostly the same. This is for anyone who may have difficulty reading my hand writing.
