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⚠️WARNING⚠️

IF YOU ARE A BOY, PLEASE SKIP! NEXT ONE WILL BE NOT ABOUT GIRLY SHIT SO U WONT BE MISSING ON ANYTHING.

thank you😊


I woke up this morning to fruit punch all in my underwear.

Fuck. I started my period.

I got up and walked to my dresser and grabbed some new clothes to change into. Why today? Why?

Walking to the bathroom, I tripped and stubbed my knee on the trashcan, making me fall onto my face in the doorknob.

"OW! FUCKING HELL!" I screamed out.

I got up, with tears running down my cheeks, finally having the courage to take a shower.

After my hot shower, I got dressed and started to lay down. My cramps were killing me, so I pulled out some Tylenol out of the side table drawer and took 2.

Just then, Matt walked in.

"Hey babe. " He smiled at me, coming over to sit down.

"What's wrong?" He looked at me.

I instantly felt a horrible cramp again and busted down into tears.

"Oh no! Are you okay?" Matt grabbed my hand with a worried look on his face.

"*sniffle* I'm ok....I started my period, and my cramps are killing me and... and..." I continued sobbing.

Matt hugged me and put his hand on my cheek.

"What do you need? I can get you anything. Let me help you."

"I mean, I wish you could help... but... I don't know if you can...*grabs stomach* Oh, these cramps hurt so bad... *sniffle* "

Matt got up.

"Okay. Are you hungry?"

I nodded.

" I'm going to go to Olive Garden and get you some spaghetti, and then I'm going to go to Target and get you some of  those chocolates covered strawberries that you like, and then here I'll set you up with a show for you to watch."

Matt grabbed the controller and turned on my favorite show, Outer Banks.

"Oh Matt, you don't have to do all that..." My eyes teared up.

"No. You stay here, and I'm gonna get you those things that you want. I'm gonna be a good boyfriend and get you those things.
I'm gonna get Nick to make you some tea, and Chris will help find the hot water bottles. I love you, and I'll be right back." He kissed me on the forehead and went downstairs.

I heard Matt tell Nick to make tea for me, and then Chris to get the hot water bottles and fill them up.

Why is he doing this? Oh, he really is in love with me...
I love Matt....so much...

I'm so glad that he is my boyfriend. My ex Colby wouldn't have done all this...

I love my life...

A few minutes later, Nick came up with a tray of chamomile tea, with a little jar of honey and some cookies.

"Wow. Matt was really worried about you. I hope this helps you feel better. And he even knows which show is your favorite." Nick said, looking at the TV.

Chris came up from behind Nick with a hot water bottle and an extra blanket.

" Here is your hot water bottle and an extra blanket."

Chris then tucked the water bottle down near my stomach and fluffed up my pillow, and tucked me in comfortably.

"Thank you guys... so much." I hugged Nick and gave Chris a fist bump as they left the door.

"Just give me a hollar if you need anything! I'll be here." Nick said, closing the door slightly, but still leaving a crack open.

I'm so glad that I have love and support friends like Nick and Chris. What would I do without them?

A few minutes later, Matt came back with a bag of stuff for me.

"Okay, so I got the spaghetti with some garlic bread, no butter just how you like it, and then here are your chocolate strawberries, and a little cake we can share while we watch your favorite show."

I started to cry, and Matt hugged me.

"Oh babe? Why are you crying?"

"Oh. I'm sorry...it's just that you're so nice to me...such a good boyfriend...I love you with all my heart, Matt...I hope we can be together forever.."

He kissed me and looked at me with his blue eyes.

"I hope so too."




I HOPE THIS WAS GOOD IM STARTING THIS BOOK FOR FUN BECAUSE I SEE SO MANY THINGS CALLED IMAGINES SO YEAH I THOUGHT I'D START ONE MYSELF LMAO 🤣

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