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The rain dripped down your face, your hair was wet and your clothes were soaked. You pulled the car key out the drenched pocket and ran up and unlocked your car, once in you connected your phone and put on your spotify album. Sitting there in silence you let a tear slide down your right cheek. "I can't believe it, I won't," you whimpered. "Who am I kidding, it's over." You put your foot on the pedal and drive home. As your getting out the car you turn and see the boy from across the street, he was walking out his front door with his dog he looked slightly concerned but gave you a shy smile and you returned it. Once in your house you rushed up stairs and changed into a hoodie and joggies and brushed your hair, as your wiping the smeared make up of your face you get a notification on your phone, "Hey can we talk?"

You ignore it.

"Come on y/n I'm sorry!"

You sigh and type back,

"Please leave me alone Johnny."

"It wasn't what it looked like I swear!"

"Please leave me alone were over, over."

Looking up at your self in the mirror you sigh in annoyance. Johnny was your boyfriend of a year and it was your anniverary today and you'd just caught him cheating.

*TIME SKIP NEXT DAY*

You rub your eyes as you thrust the duvet up and walked to the kitchen to make breakfast when you hear a knock at the door, grunting slightly you walk over you look a mess but you don't care. As you unlock the heavy oak door which had recently been painted by Johnny a couple weeks earlier. It was the boy accross the street.

"Hello," he said, his voice was soft yet deep.

"I'm Tom, Tom Holland."

"Um hi, sorry I wasn't expecting any visitors," after a pause, "Would you like to come in?"

"Why not,"

You moved over and he came in while you shut the door.

"I'm Y/n."

"That's a pretty name y/n so I came over and I don't want to intrude but yesterday, when I was walking my dog I noticed you seemed upset and I just wanted to make sure you were ok."

"Oh yes no I'm fine It's just...um"

"It's ok you don't have to tell me anything you barely know me."

"No honestly, basically it was me and my boyfriend Johnny's one year anniversary and yesterday and I found him cheating with me because he forgot it was our anniversary."

"I-I'm so sorry, I didn't know I honestly wasn't trying to be nosey."

"No it's fine I needed some one to talk to anyway."

After a long minute of silence,

"hey, if your comfortable with it you can come over and hangout with me and my brothers?"

"Eh sure that seems fun but can I go get ready First?"

"Of course, come at 11?"

"Ok!" You smile.

He leaves and you check the time, 10:27am

"Shit."

Half an hour, that's not that long to get ready, rushing up stairs you stub your toe,

"Fuck!"

Wincing at the pain you carry on up the stairs practically sliding into the bathroom you throw your clothes of and jump in the shower. after the shower you wrap a towel around your body and make your way to the bedroom, grappling your hairdryer and turning it on, drying your hair took roughly 6 minutes, then you put on some make up which took you till the time 10:47am.

You wore this:

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Your hair:

Your make up:

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Your make up:

Once your all ready you spray on some perfume, grab them keys and head out the door once locking it you walked up to the house across from you and take a deep breath then ring the door bell

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Once your all ready you spray on some perfume, grab them keys and head out the door once locking it you walked up to the house across from you and take a deep breath then ring the door bell.

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