It was a Thursday afternoon I'm sitting down on the couch watching a cooking show. I was waiting for my boyfriend of three years to come home. I was so excited to be spending valentines day with him.
I started to doze off just as the noise of the door opening startled and woke me up. It was my boyfriend. He didn't look like he normally did. His hair was all messed up and he smelled of alcohol. I asked him about ten times where he was when he finally replied. He said, "I was at the bar and I hooked up with some girls."
Really? Valentines day is tomorrow. Why would you do that? I planned to have a whole day of just me and you cuddling, enjoying the day, but you had to ruin it all by going out and cheating???
I got so mad right then and there I told him to pack up his stuff and move out of the apartment. Within an of hour he was gone and out of the apartment. It felt really lonely without him here, but I wasn't gonna take having a cheating boyfriend. Especially a day before Valentines day. After I stopped crying I decided to call up my friend Niall. Yes, I mean Niall Horan from One Direction. We've known each other since pre-K.
The phone ringed about three times before he finally answered.
Hello I answered.
Hey Eva, what's up?
Well me and my boyfriend just broke up and I kicked him out of the house.
W wh why? What happened?
Well, he came home looking like a mess and he smelled of alcohol. He always told me that he had cheated on me. So I kicked him out of the house.
Oh well I guess that's a good thing, right? You don't have to suffer with that loser anymore.
Eh, I don't know. The apartment is really lonely and I have nobody. We planned spending Valentines Day together. Now that we broke up
Oh well there's something I need to tell you. Eva...?
Yes Niall what is it?
Well ever since high-school I've always had this crush on you. But when you started dating that jerk or a guy I just gave up.
Gave up on what? I asked.
You. I loved you then, and I love you know still.