natalie looked like a fucking wet dog. standing on your doorstep in the rain, hair soaked and clothes drenched.

she’d basically ghosted you for a week or two while you were dating, making you think she’d fallen out of love with you.

and now, here she was, rambling on about how she must’ve lost her mind and how she loves you so much.

“i want you forever and ever baby i’m sorry, i don’t.. i don’t know why i-“ natalie paused, thinking of what to say.

“remember how it was? i’ll wait forever for you, seriously, i just- i miss you. and i’m sorry..” was nat about to cry? she must mean it. the sorry look in her eyes, how she’s fiddling with her fingers..