dear olivia,
two entries in a night, i know it's bizarre. especially for me. but on the way home i asked tessa if she liked it. she didn't seem like she enjoyed herself. she replied with a simple 'mhm' before looking hurriedly out the window. we were on the train so i took the opportunity to look at her phone as she texted. wrong, i know but i wanted to know what she was saying. 'theodore took me to some shitty band tonight.' my heart dropped. shitty? i couldn't believe her. her friend replied back with an awkward emoji, to which tessa put a simple 'at least he enjoyed himself for once.' i didn't know if i should of felt offended or of taken it lovingly.
theo
YOU ARE READING
dear olivia
Romancethis is the journal of a boy who lost the love of his life {short chapters}
