Jake was standing outside my house, staring blankly at his phone. I felt my phone buzz slightly, then a loud burst of noise erupted from my breast pocket.
Jake looked up, obviously he recognised my ringtone. Ignoring him, I looked at my phone.
Where r u?
I began to walk towards him, I knew what was coming. I knew it was going to hurt. But now it was too late, I had to face him, no matter how much pain it would cause me.