Why? Why do I still have feelings for you? For some reason, I have a soft spot for you. I wanted to take you home because of how drunk you were. I took your keys, ID, and wallet. You told me your brother was coming to pick you up, and after much debate, I walked you to the parking lot. You then got a call, and I heard a female voice. I demanded to know who was picking you up. You said that Taylor, your ex, was picking you up. You asked for your Keys back, and I couldn’t stand it anymore. I chucked the keys at you and walked off. I don’t know if you saw, but I put my hood up and started bawling. I can’t believe you. I know you were drunk, but still. To call HER when we were right next to my car. I’m hurt, and I know I shouldn’t be. All I know is that tomorrow is gonna be interesting. I have your jacket, and your wallet. Oh god, why?!