It's been 3 months since it happened. He left, like nothing happened, like you and him weren't anything.

And it's fine, I guess you could say for last, you were left like a fool, but you can't do nothing about it now. Even if Diego keeps spreading between his group of stupid friends you never liked that you never meant something for him and it was nothing, you know the truth and he knows it too.

But what happened? There's no much context about it, you met him at a bar when you were out with your friends. Both of you were the kind you hated parties and drinks, so you two bumped in the outside of the place. At first it was a rude, egocentric guy who had a superiority complex over everyone, but the conversation went more smoothly as the night went on. In the end, you got his number.

What started into a normal friendship end up in going out alone with him, borrowing his jackets, kisses in lonely places and cuddles on his bed. It was obvious the feelings both emanated at each other, five months of being with the man that almost seemed like the love of your life, and then, it happened.

You found him with someone else. In your place next to him in the bed, the place where you apparently thought it belonged to you. When you complained about it, you remember how he said 'Why do you get mad, if we're not even nothing?'And just like that, he stopped contacting you, he ghosted you in every social media and disappeared like you never existed from him. The only thing you hear now about Diego is how your friends you have in common with him saying how he spends his nights in bars, sleeping with random girls and getting drunk.

Decided, Diego took the courage after thinking about it for weeks. Until he was finally there, standing on your doorstep, hesitating to ring the bell.