𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 • 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 (𝟏/𝟐)

them forgeting you guys'
anniversary...

• 𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 •

5/5/21. A date that, for me, will never be forgotten.

It changed my and Tom's life for the better; the day he asked me to be his. And the day I accepted with the biggest smile on my face.

And the day that would be celebrated today! In my nicest dress and hair done.

It was my turn to plan our anniversary this year; Tom still said that it was his job, but I didn't want to feel like a burden.

I had planned a date in our favourite restaurant. It might seem basic, but it meant a lot to us.

Plus, I had made it special. I had rented out the restaurant for us for 3 hours. More intimate.

Obviously that the workers would still serve us food, but it would be just us two to enjoy the time.

He knew about the restaurant plan, not that I rented it out and stuff. Nice surprise, huh?

And insisted on picking me up at my dorm anyway. 6pm sharp.

6:15...

Maybe he's running late.

6:30...

Okay, strange.

6:45...

And I was there at my dorm still waiting for him.

I sighed, my lips quivering as tears prickled my eyes.

I hadn't talked to Tom today, it was Saturday and so there was no classes.

He had a few things to do beforehand, and so we decided to just meet and say hello when he picked me up.

All of this had distracted me from the fact that... yeah, he probably forgot it.
Always busy. He's a busy, busy man.

Too busy for me. Too busy for us.

I soak up my tears with a tissue, deciding to call him.

I was a little angry, I won't lie. But complete sadness and... lonliness took over me.

He was my priority, with my whole heart. He couldn't say the same for me by the looks of it.

"Hey, sweethe- Are you crying?" He said, hearing me sniff.

"Y- Yeah. I just wanted to say that you don't have to pick me up. I've canceled the resta-"

"Oh my gosh. Y/n, I'm picking you up now, don't cancel anything. I lov-"

I hung up on him, locking my dorm door and securing it with magic for safe measure.

I cry harder when I hear his knock on my door and pleads for me to let him in. He doesn't give up.

I think he's there for a good 40 minutes before letting me know where he was gonna be. As if I was going after him.

-

It sucked more that he had already run errands, wasn't busy or anything. He just forgot. Forgot me, forgot our plans.

15/6 unfortunately ended in tears this year which made me - makes me - indescribably upset.

I didn't speak to Tom for like a week after that. But I was still receiving flowìers and chocolates three times a day.s

I should probably speak to him. He's tried but I'm just so hurt that I always walk away from him.