Name: Olivia
Boy: harry
Situation: he comes home drunk
"And tomorrow the weather will be a high of 40 degrees and a low of 28 degrees"
Ugh I am sick of the weather channel. But, maybe if my boyfriend would have came home when we was supposed to I wouldn't be stuck at 3 in the morning watching this.
He had seriously been gone for 6 hours. I usually go with him when we go out to the bar but, today I just wasn't feeling good.
When we go we are always back by 1 am. He even told me he'd be back by 12. You know what, screw it I'm going to sleep.
I got up off my spot on the couch and started making my way towards the stairs when I heard the keys clinking and the door opening.
There stood a drunk, falling over, messy haired harry. He looked as if he was about to pass out. I made my way over to him.
" are you okay harry?" I softly asked. He just looked at me as if it wasn't registered in his mind that I was his girlfriend of 2 years. "Harry?" I softly asked placing my hand of his shoulder
"what the fuck Olivia, don't touch me!" Harry yelled in my face.
I was about to apologize seeing as that would be the only way out of this situation, I knew harry would be better in the morning.
But, before I could even apologize he had taken my hand off of his shoulder and put both of his on mine. He then pushed downward making me fall hard onto the hardwood.
"Really harry? I was trying to help!" I whispered hoisting myself up off the ground.
I then proceeded to the door, grabbing my keys on the way out.
" Olivia! Olivia wait!"
I could tell realization kicked in as harry was begging for my forgiveness.
I quickly made my way out into the cold air and began running towards my car. I could hear Harry's heavy footsteps behind me. I knew he regretted what he did, but he could tell me how sorry he was another time.
I am done with his bullshit right now. I was now in front of my car, beginning to unlock it and pull open the door, but it was slammed closed. I hastily turned around only for my lips to meet Harry's.
" I am so sorry Olivia, please forgive me!"
" I'll talk to you tomorrow harry."
I said as I turned myself around, got in my car, and drove away. But when I looked back, I saw harry standing there shoeless, cold, and regretful. Even though everything in me was telling me to go home, I turned around and made my way back into the driveway. I pulled up right in front of harry.
"I love you harry." I simply said his face brightened as he watched me pull away
" I love you too" I could hear him yell from behind me.
