I just wanted to keep kissing him.
He had a hard time taking my bra off. I laughed at him for that.
I'm not gonna lie, the sex wasn't that great. It was normal and I had definitely had better, but that was okay with me.
We laid there naked and cuddling for a while before we fell asleep.
My alarm went off way too early for my liking. I didn't wanna drive from Clarksville all the way home.
I just wanted to stay in bed with him.
I was terrified to leave that next day. I didn't want a repeat of Evan. And I definitely didn't want a repeat of Tyler leaving again.
He texted me that morning and it was a wonderful feeling.
I had my weak moments with him. Terrified he was going to leave me again.
I won't EVER forget him telling me he loved my baby growing inside my belly.
That meant so much to me considering the father isn't around.
I won't ever forget talking about baby names with him.
McKinley,
Lamar,
and so many more.
I won't ever forget him.
I saw him once more and he was on his way to Chattanooga to see his daughter. He stopped by my job just to see me.
I got my first and only picture with him. I swear it wasn't the baby that made me glow in that picture. It was him.
I remember kissing him multiple times.
I didn't hear from him much that weekend. And after that we could only talk on snapchat. He said his phone was messed up.
I shouldn't have believed him, but I did.
I'm glad I saved our conversations on snapchat.
Out of nowhere, again, he left.
In the middle of a conversation.
I remember the day very well. It happened to be my last shift at David's Bridal. It was October 22nd. The last day I talked to him.
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I'm literally so stupid. I'm admitting that okay? I promise you, I've learned my lesson with taking ignorant guys back like him.-Kayla
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