You and Mayson dated for two years before eventually separating. Your personalities were just different.

You were rude, bullied everyone and was the stereotypical mean girl. He was quiet, sweet. He started dating you cause he felt like there was more to you than your typical persona.

Eventually, Mayson gets a new girlfriend. She wasn’t as popular as you, you’d say she wasn’t as pretty either. You bullied her so she hated you.

Truly, Mayson didn’t want you moving on from him, you didn’t want him moving on from you either.

His mom was a hair stylist and you always go over to his house to get your hair done, this continued through the break up.

You had came early for an appointment and his mom was still working on another client. Since she liked you, she told you to stay in the kitchen and wait for her.

You were scrolling through your phone, waiting for her to finish. Coincidentally, Mayson’s girlfriend, Eleanor, was there too. You could hear them giggling in his room.

Mayson comes downstairs, leaving Eleanor in his room. Seeing you, he seemed upset.

“What are you doing here?” He frowns.