// sorry this is pretty short! I didn't have much time to write it!! longer chapter next time :-) //
Your date with Ryan was boring, your mind kept wandering and you weren't fully focused on what he was saying.
As you walked back to your flat, at around 7pm, your phone started ringing. It was Alex.
"You said I could call," said Alex down your phone, you could hear him smirking.
"I know," you replied.
"Can I come round?" he asks.
"Whatever, Al. I'm nearly home. I'll be back in a couple of minutes." you say, happy to be on the phone to him.
"Where've you been?" he asks eagerly,
"On a date," you reply. You instantly regret it. You hear Alex sigh and he sounds as if he's going to cry. Alex was never the emotional type, but ever since the breakup he had cried a lot.
"O-oh. R-right. Okay. Um, well I'll be over soon" he said quietly. You felt awful, though you shouldn't.
You hung up the phone and stuffed it in your bag, angry at yourself for telling Alex that you were on a date. You had gotten to the point where you just wanted Alex back and call the sadness about the other girl faded, you didn't know why. You wanted him back and you didn't know if it was because you had something to drink or you were going completely insane but you were going to try and get Alex back. Tonight.
