known as the ugly sibling, or friend, or just person anyone knew, you were always certain that you wouldn’t find love. but love was all you wanted. you were a withering, hopeless romantic who was in desperate need of someone to just hold you upright, keep you stable after enduring years and years of suffering. and once you, the ‘ugly duckling’, did find love, you couldn’t believe it.

corey was like a godsend. an angel on earth. you loved the man with your whole heart, and it was reciprocated. requited. he loved you back .

previously stated as a hopeless romantic was infact a true statement, which is why you were stood outside of coreys house with a bouquet of his favourite flowers in hand, a bag of his favourite treats in the other.

you knocked on the door anxiously, unaware of how corey would react to this act of love from you.