I mentally groaned as my boss dropped another stack of papers on my desk. I laid my head on my desk for a second, closing my eyes briefly when I heard my phone buzz on my desk. My head jumped up off the table and I lifted my phone up, seeing it was Whit.

"Hi, Whitley." I said. "Hey, M. So listen, I know your lunch is soon, wanna get some lunch?" He said and I sighed. "Umm, I brought a salad from home. I'll just eat that, thank you though." I lied. I forgot to bring lunch, because I slept through my alarm which started my bad day. "Okay, well I'll talk to you later. Have a good rest of your day." He told me causing me to smile for the first time that day. "Thank you, Whitney. You as well." I smiled, hanging up.

I sighed, knowing I should have taken Whit up on his offer but wasn't really in the mood. He would ask too many questions and I would end up getting emotional.

"Melea, you have a visitor!" One of my coworkers called, confusing me. "Bring then into my office!" I yelled back. Soon enough, I saw Whit walking into my office with a Chick Fil A bag.

"Whitley," I said giddily. He set the food on my desk and gave me a big hug. I nestled my head into his neck, soaking in his warmth. "How are you, sweet girl? You never turn down Chick Fil A, so I know something's up." He sighed and sat down on the couch in my office.

I quickly shook my head. "I'm fine." I lied through my teeth and he narrowed his eyebrows at me. "Melea," he started and I sighed.

"Okay, so I overslept and forgot my lunch. Then I came here and got screamed at by my boss, and then I got a call from my landlord saying that I have to pay the water bill or I'll get kicked out, and I just want to go home and sleep." I stumbled out, tears forming in my eyes as I grew irritated at the events that had occurred today and it was only 1 o'clock.

"Melea, come here." He opened his arms to me and set down his chicken sandwich. I fell into his lap and rested my head on his chest, silent tears falling onto Whit, staining his blue shirt. He rubbed my back in an attempt to calm me down.

"How about this? You leave right now and tell your boss you don't feel good. Say you didn't sleep enough and you think you're getting sick and don't want to infect the office. Then, we go back to my house and we watch Friends all day and eat ice cream." He proposed and I nodded immediately. "I'll go talk to my boss."

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Just an hour later, I was on Whit's couch while we did exactly what he proposed: ate ice cream and watched friends. I was laying across the couch with my feet in his lap and he sat up, his hands holding my ankles.

His hands moved to my feet as he rubbed my feet. Working in an office, I was in heels all day, so my feet constantly hurt. I sighed in relief as he worked out the knots in my feet.

I closed my eyes, smiling. That's when it hit me; It's Whit. It's always been Whit. Whit's been there for me for everything. I love Whit. How am I just realizing that?

I sat up abruptly causing Whit to give me a strange look. "What's up?" He asked, confused. "It's you, Whitley. It's always been you." Tears started forming in my eyes as he looked at me weirdly.

"I don't understand," he started and I shook my head. "I love you, Whit. So much." I said and a big smile appeared on his face. "You have no idea how long I've wanted you to say that." And when he kissed me, everything fell into place. Whit is the one for me, and it took me awhile to notice, but I'm never letting him go.

a/n: sorry for the wait! i've been kinda busy this week and i've had writers block 🤧