Alexander was what you would call an emo boy, an awkward one as well. You on the other hand, his girlfriend, was popular. You wore whatever was trending and were friends with practically everyone. You had a reputation to uphold, so nobody could know about your relationship

Alexander softly pouted as you sat with your big group of friends at lunch. They always made fun of him, you too. But he knew you didn’t mean it, and he didn’t care if it was you. He pulled out his phone and quickly texted you

”hey, want to come over tonight to watch something?..Maybe listen to chemical romance? If not then that’s totally alright! Promise! I luv you!”