It was mine and Jack's two year anniversary but he was on tour, so I texted him.
You: Hey x
Jack: Hey, what's up? x
You: Can u ft? x
Jack: I'm busy with the boys' rn, can we talk tmoz? x
Had he forgotten? I suddenly felt like crying. I shook my head, tears rolling down my cheeks before typing:
You: Ok.
I snuggled into my bed, wiping my tears on my cheeks when I felt a pair of strong around wrap around my waist. The smell of familiar aftershave made me turn around instantly.
Jack sat up, grinning and holding a bouquet of roses.
"Happy anniversary, love."
YOU ARE READING
աժա ìʍąցìղҽʂ.
Novela Juvenilվҽąհ, į Ӏօѵҽ ʍҽ ʂօʍҽ Ӏօѵҽ ąղժ ąƒƒҽçէìօղ. - - - - - short and sweet imagines.
