We've been dating since my junior year and your sophomore year in high school. But now I'm a freshman in college and we are long distant. It was hard, but somehow, we also made it easy.

One day you surprise me and come visit me at my college. I helped you grab your bags out of your car. You had walked ahead of me, so you were waiting for me at my dorm door. As I walk around the corner, I see some girls talking to you. "Are you trying to get into Austen's dorm?" One asks.

You nod, but before you can say anything, another laughs, "Trust me, he wouldn't like someone like you. He actually likes girls who try to make an effort," she says as she looks down at your hoodie and sweats that you're wearing.

I see the hurt flash across your face. I quickly walk over and wrap my arsn around your waist. "I don't appreciate you talking to my girlfriend like that," I say to the girls.