Your best friend, Brooke’s boyfriend sucks… like A LOT. And it also doesn’t help that you hate him with a burning passion. Brooke has spent the last few months trying to decipher why it is that you dislike, Paul so much but she never got even close to it because she was completely unaware of the fact that you were in love with her.

Okay, so maybe at first you were a bit biased about disliking Paul just because you were jealous, but he soon gave you a reason(s) to dislike him, like when he stopped answering her calls, ditched her on nights they were supposed to hangout… you get the gist. Tonight was yet another one of those nights.

You were staying over at Brooke’s house for the night so the two of you can go to the summer camp together the next day and she had invited Paul over just so that they could properly say goodbye… He didn’t show and didn’t even bother to send her a heads up text.

Now Brooke was sitting across from you on her bed, trying to call him. He wasn’t going to pick up. You knew that and you desperately hoped that she would realise that. Brooke groaned as he failed to pick up the phone for the umpteenth, dropping her phone on the bed before frustratingly running her hands over her face.