I woke up with a headache, I must've fell asleep crying. I tried calling Gabriel about one hundred times last night, he wouldn't pick up. I left so many voice mails.

It was already noon when I woke up, I decided just to skip school since going at lunch is pointless. I got up, got my tun of ice cream and sat myself down on the couch and watched Netflix with my niece (who I was babysitting). At around three there was a knock on the door. I was the only one here, and no one was supposed to be home for another hour..  So I got up and opened the door to Gabe standing there in an old grey hoodie. His eyes were both red and puffy, probably from crying. He looked at me.... "Hi." His voice cracked, trying to hold back tears.

"Hey." I said... "I called you.". He walked into my house, he kept playing with his thumbs, he always does when he is upset.

"I know.. I got your voicemails." He looked to the ground.

"Gabe.." I tried to apologize yet again but he stopped me.

"Mickie.. how could you do this. We were perfect, we are perfect. I love you. I love your smile. I love the way you make me feel. I love when you hug me. I love when you kiss me. I love the way you tell me everything is going to be okay.. and your beautiful eyes look into mine.. so how...? How could you do this to us. No matter what you do.. you can't undo this. You can't kill the moment in my head when you told me and never let me think about it again. This is something I'm never getting over. But another thing I am never getting over is you. So don't go fuck another guy... I'm your guy. LET ME BE YOURS. Let me be only yours because Mickie Mae fucking Andrews.. I fucking love you." I sat there crying... I had already fell to my knees.. How could I hurt him..? How could he forgive me?

Gabe sat down on the floor and mimicked the way I was sitting. He put his arms around my knees and kissed my forehead. He was mine.. He will always be mine.. Because once you fond that one guy, the one girl... the one person that loves you for everything and through everything you know that they are your forever.. And I'm not just talking about things that hurt you.. and the little arguments that every couple has. Im talking about the rough shit. Im talking about someone who can do just as he did... someone who can wrap his arms around you after you hurt him.. after you did the most to make him hurt... that is who you need.. that is someone that is worth your forever.