Everyday, he would tell his friends, “I don’t even miss them,” and, “They were such a bitch anyway,”. But he knew that if you texted him, ‘i miss you’, he’d take you back in a heartbeat.

Noah. Lead quarterback of the Bucktoothed Beavers, known for his cocky smirk— and you. You made him. His blonde hair and sparkling brown eyes attracted anyone that looked his way, and he certainly used that against you. Day after day, a new side piece on his arm that “he swore he was gonna marry”. They were nothing like you. None of them were too pretty or too popular. All of them were nameless nobodies, since apparently he was into indie girls now.

The only reason why he hasn’t called you a bitch to your face is because he knows he doesn’t mean it…

… and partially because you could destroy him if you did.