You and Georgie had broken up, but Georgie still loved you. He missed you, he wanted to go back to you. Every single day he thought of you a smell, a song, a place you’d been together. He tried to pretend he was over you, but every thought he had was leading him back to you. The empty bed, the quiet mornings, the jokes he’d shared that he couldn’t share with anyone else everything reminded him more and more of what he’d lost.

He’d tried to suppress his feelings for a while, but the more he resisted, the more he wanted you. It was raining. He didn’t know what you were going to say, didn’t know if he still had a chance.

He put on his coat and started walking toward you. His heart was pounding in his throat as he reached your house. The door was there, his hand shaking, he rang the bell in front of him. The next moment the door slowly opened and you were standing there… Georgie was soaked, his hair was wet and so was his shirt. He looked at you. "hello love"