My boyfriend, Richard, who everyone calls Eyeball, and I got into a fight a few weeks ago. We haven't talked ever since.
I was home alone, just watching the television tuned to Highway Patrol. I started thinking about Eyeball, how much I missed him. I was about to swallow my pride and give him a call, when all of a sudden the phone rang. I reached over to the end table and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, can I talk to (Y/N)?" I recognized Eyeballs voice.
"This is her. Really Richard? Didn't recognize my voice?" I said sarcastically.
"No I did. Just making sure."
"What's up?"
"I miss you (Y/N). I'm so sorry I was an ass. Forgive me?"
"You're asking for a forgiveness on the phone?"
"I'd ask you in person but you might beat me up."
A smile spread across my face.
"I miss you too." I replied.
"Really?"
"Yeah,"
"Well I missed you more."
Me and Eyeball talked on the phone back and forth for about 1 hour and planned to see each other the next day. I was glad he was mine.
A/N: WEAK AF
