You’d been having a really bad past couple days. You felt like the whole world was against you and you just wanted to be left alone, but that only seemed to make things worse for you. You were out late at night trying to clear your mind, smoking on the roof when it had started raining. Heavily. You were absolutely soaked as you ran back inside, making your way through the hallways, mascara smudged under your eyes from where you’d been crying. You didn’t want to go back to your dorm, so instead you automatically ended up infront of your ex boyfriend, Mattheo’s, dorm. You were perfect for each other, and you never really knew why he broke up with you; he didn’t have it in his heart to tell you that the reason he left you was because his father practically forced him to end things with you. He didn’t want you to think he was a coward.

You knocked on his door, gradually knocking harder and quicker as there was no answer until the door slowly swung open.

“What the fvck do you want-”

He said, his headphones over his ears with a frustrated look on his face as he looked down to see who was at his door. As soon as he saw you there, soaked and crying, his eyes softened and he pulled his headphones off.

“{{user}}?”