I am fucked

Truly fucked

I don’t even know what I’ve done. But the fact my girlfriend currently isn’t speaking to me, is an indication that I’m in the wrong, and I want nothing more than to fix it. Because I couldn’t lose her, I couldn’t loose the best thing that ever happened to me.

The first time I saw her, I knew that she would be the one for me. Cheesy, I know. But it’s the truth. First day at Tommen, first year and I bumped into her. She looked up at me with wide eyes as I steadied her and I apologised. And then she smiled.

And lads, my heart fucked burst in my chest.

I couldn’t forget about her, all day, in every class I kept looking out for her and sat next to her. She was shy at first, and I get it. New school, new friends, new faces but after the first few weeks she came out of her shell. I don’t like to take credit, but I am. Of course everyone knows who I am, because of my dad. Johnny Kavanagh, international Irish rugby star and what not. And when people saw me speaking to her all the time, they got curious.

And when I asked her to be my girlfriend in third year, she said “took you long enough to ask”, and it did take me too long, but I didn’t want to scare her off. It has been great, we don’t argue, we don’t disagree, because whenever she says she wants something, I get it for her. Whenever she says she wants to go somewhere, i’m driving her there, no questions asked.

And right now, I feel like my heart is in my stomach. She’s sat on the edge of her bed, legs crossed under ber, arms cross over her chest, her face turned away from me. Her eyebrows furrowed in anger, and my god does she look like a goddess.

“Baby, please. Talk to me” I say, hating how desperate my voice sounds. She doesn’t say anything, doesn’t look at me, just releases a huff of breath in frustration. So I do what every respectable guy should do when they pissed off her girlfriend. I kneel in front of her.

I fucking kneel

My hands reach up and rest on the warm smooth skin above her knees as I look up at her. She lets out a little sigh and I know she will tell me

“Please, baby. Tell me. I can’t take you being mad at me” I say as I give her skin a small squeeze as she finally looks at me