2. Chapter one: Come in.
I was happily unhappy, That's the way it was. I could not leave him but I was happy with the way he treated me and the way his hand always seemed to fit into mine. I wasn't happy being trapped in the endless whirlpool of "you make me so happy" or "I love you loads and loads". I had read enough love notes from him to make up a whole other him. That's why I had to end it.
That's why I ended it.
I made my way to his flat, the night air causing shivers to run up and down my spine as I opened the door to his building. The lights above me made it seem like a hospital, bright white lights shinning down on me. The stairs that where positioned right in front of me where not as clean as a hospital, covered in old gum and the dried up remains of mucus.
I made my way up these stairs until I reached the 3rd floor. I then walked along the darkly lit corridor until I came face to face with flat number 37. The door was painted green and was smooth and slick.
Knock... Knock... Knock...
I stepped back waiting for the door to open and his rather handsome face to appear.
Was I really about to give up on over a year of my life?
It wasn't right.
I was going to do it.
He opened the door with a smile that could charm any girl (who wasn't a gold digger). His jaw line was sharp and pointed, his skin permanently tanned, His Hazel eyes covered by a brown mop of hair. His head was on a very muscular body which always suited black jeans and a white top. There was not doubt that I was attracted to his face, body and personality but I just didn't feel love anymore.
"Hey Izz" He said in his deep husky voice, this smile growing wider."Come in"