My boyfriend, George, is getting ready to go out drinking tonight. I trust him, so it's really no problem. He heads out the door after kissing me goodbye.
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About an hour after he leaves, I get a text from joj saying he's staying at a friend's house tonight, and I told him okay. I didn't care; as I really just needed a break and some time to think about things. You see, I'm in love with someone else. His best friend, actually.
Yes, I know. Absolutely horrible and disgusting. I just don't have the heart to tell him. I think I will when he comes come tomorrow..
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I decide since I'm alone and bored I'd have a few drinks. I only like the light stuff, like hard sodas n shit. Next thing I know, I'm 3 episodes deep in some random Netflix series and a bit tipsy.
I check the time, it's 1:16 am. Then I am startled by a knock at the door. I was chilling in a crop top and panties, so I quickly grabbed a big sweater and pulled it on, answering the door. My stomach tied in knots when I saw him, standing in my doorway..
