{March 8th, 2016}

Melanie's Point Of View

I laid on my very soft queen sized bed watching Pretty Little Liars with my younger sister Samantha who was a freshman. She laid at my feet while we watched the final episode of season 6.

I was really into this episode until my phone chirped. I picked it up and saw it was a text from my boyfriend Niall.

"Set your phone down, Melly and watch the damn TV show, it's the season finale"

"No, it's Niall."

I read his text
Niall: Hey baby, sorry for not responding I was hanging out with the guys and no phones. :|

and I respond back

Me: Hey, it's fine... How was your day babe? :)

"I know he's going to not respond to you for another half hour to hour like usual, Melanie... Why even try? Just get off your phone already and finish the episode."

I knew that she knew that I was tired of his obsession with football (soccer) and it being more important than me. he would talk to me at lunch for five minutes until his friends took them

"Because I'm not going to ignore him and act like I don't give a fuck about him but I really do, I'm not like that."

"You really should be, he's going to break you... and I'm just going to wait and watch you two break into little bits."

I knew she was right about this and I hated to admit that my little sister was, in fact right.

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{May 12th, 2016}

Melanie's Point Of View

It was me and Niall's 8 months that we had been together and I had called him at least five times to remind him of our plans today but he hadn't called back once and it was getting real fucking annoying because he was supposed to be in front of the school forty-five minutes ago but he is somewhere else and I was getting really pissed at him because he always does this to me and this was the last straw.

"You know what..."I muttered as my my eyes star to water.

I called him again, waiting for the voicemail box to play.

"Hey remember me? You fucking asshole It's me... Your girlfriend." I said, my voice cracking a bit into the phone.
"You forgot.. and.. and...it's over Niall. I don't want anything to do with you anymore." And I left him with that voicemail before I started walking home bawling my eyes out...

It was finally over.

Notes

New story!
This is a bit shitty but at least I started a story, right? xD

Thanks for reading and have a nice day!

~Mona