Joey's P.O.V.

I am on top of Daniel enjoying his mouth moving in sync with mine. I feel like we were made for eachother. We both are broken in our own ways but together we fix one another.

We are both moaning messes when I am sitting on his lap. He licks my bottom lip asking for an entrance when the doorbell rings. Daniel looks like he saw a ghost as he mumbles shit. Seeing the fear in his eyes only made mine grow wider. He then proceeds to tell me that he forgot he was having Mr. Brown over to discuss some assignments she wants us to have.

I climb off of Daniel and run to his room. I leave the door cracked just enough so I can hear them. But something else catches my attention, notes. Notes that he was writing to me the night we broke up. Notes he was writing to me to try to win me back. There is a ton of crumbled paper on the floor. It was as if he couldn't find the right words to say. The one on top of his dresser must have been the final draft.

It says, 'Joey, I am writing this letter just incase you won't talk to me on Monday. Just encase you are so pissed that you never want to be in the same building as me. I want to start off by stating the obvious that I am a dick that never deserved a boyfriend as amazing as you. I don't really know what you saw in me in the first place. Anyways, I was way out of line to not completely brag about my date to Ricky at the restauraunt. Of course I wasn't just going to come right out and say I was with you but I still could have said how amazing, sexy, smart, creative, ambitious, out-going, individualized, and all around perfect you are. I completely understand if you don't accept my apology. I completely understand if you don't ever in your life want to say one little word to me again. I just need you to understand how much you mean to me. I am sure you know how the darkness can be such a lonely place on your own. But ever since I met you, I looked forward to waking up each day. I looked forward to going to worm because I got to see you. And now I am loosing you. Joey, I can't promise I can be perfect for you. But I can promise to be as perfectly imperfect as I can. -Daniel.'

I am in tears by the time I am done reading it. My stomach is burning when I am done reading the note for the third time. It isn't burning for a bad reason.

It is burning because I love Daniel Christopher Preda.

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Author's Note:
Does anyone even read these notes? Haha probably not. Anyways thank you guys for reading! Let me know if you are living for this story or not. Love you guys! Also, if you are reading I want to know if you guys want me to publish another story. Let me know!! See y'all tomorrow xoxo <3