I hate unfriendly girls. The girls that glare when they see you, although they’ve never met you. The bitches that judge you, but don’t try to get to know you. I hate girls like that, they’re annoying and shallow.
I haven’t even been with him for a long time, only a month, but we was seeing each other for months before that if that counts? I reckon it does. We can just be laid together doing absolutely nothing, yet I’m having the best time ever. I can speak to him about anything I want, and he’ll listen to every word I say and not tell a soul if I didn’t want him too. We can sit and talk about absolute nonsense, laughing and joking together. Being so sarcastic it’s unreal. I can act like a complete idiot around him, doing stupid faces and voices, but I’m not embarrassed because he can act like one around me too. I can go to his house wearing whatever and my hair all over, but he still says I’m perfect to him. There’s the little things like calling me beautiful, baby and his princess. Holding me nice and tight when I’m cold. Kissing my head, wiping my tears and reassuring me that things are going to be okay when I’m crying. Sending me ‘good morning beautiful’ texts. Making me my favourite food when I’m at his house. Gently tickling my back because he knows it relaxes me. Kissing me and stroking my hair when he thinks I’m asleep. Carving my initials into his leg so it’s there for life. Yes, it’s a bit weird, but cute. But then there’s things like going completely out of his way and changing his plans to come and see me. Running half a mile in the pouring rain just to give me his jacket because I said I was cold in a text, then running back in just a shirt. He could have gotten hyperthermia or something, but he said he was only bothered about me. Sneaking me in his house behind his mums back when I had nowhere else to go and then taking all the shit for it in the morning. But what matters the most is that he stuck with me. He stuck with me when I was treating him like shit on the bottom of a shoe. I messed him about and lied to him. I met somebody else when I was supposed to be seeing him. I was complete arsehole, but he didn’t give up on me. That’s what made me realize what I had done. He showed me how much he cares for me, and that made me realize how much I actually care for him. Forever mine. Mwuah.