Dear... heart breaker,
You actually noticed me today.
I'm not sure if it was such a good thing.
"Meet me by the bathrooms. Seven o'clock."
So I did.
Even though Allan practically begged me not to.
Why did I do it anyway?
Why so I listen to anything and everything that comes out of your mouth?
You seemed nervous when I got there. I pretended not to be affected.
"What?"I asked.
"We're done."
YOU ARE READING
Dear Boyfriend,
Short Story***COMPLETED*** A story of a girl who was once bullied, and writes letter to her boyfriend, but never sends them. Or does she?
