I'm rolling my eyes at you. Hard. There is no such thing as hotter than Albus Severus Potter, and we both know it. Your vanilla pretty boy has ~nothing on Albie. Some rock star you are. Terrible taste.
Oh gods the daddy issues. Yeah. And I mean, yeah. We have been. Like, some what non-stop? For nearly a year? And I don't think so. He's just been off lately, the last couple of weeks? Ugh. Maybe he realized it's been almost a year (like I did) and freaked out? Neither of us are exactly enamored with the idea of commitment.
You don't think... Like that stupid gossip idiot said he was going behind my back... You don't think there's any truth to it, do you?