"It's hard for me to believe I could be lovely in your eyes. That I'm really the one you want. It's hard for me to believe you would want me by your side. That I'm really the one you want." -The One You Want by Todd Agnew on How To Be Loved. (Awesome Album)
(Chapter may need editing. Just wanted to publish this one to entertain you :D)
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"Adam you're getting icecream allover the car!" I said through a laugh as Adam swerved slightly. He could barely steer the wheel with the Icecream cone in his hand and it made me nervous.
Adam tried to steer the wheel but failed so he attempted to pull over. Once we were clear of traffic and pulled over on the shoulder of the road, he threw the icecream cone out the window and I laughed.
"You could've did that in the first place!" I laughed as he looked down at his hands.
"I got icecream allover my hands..." He muttered as he looked for a place to wipe them.
"Umm..." I said as I looked around also.
"I guess there's only one place to wipe them..." He began and before I could ask what he was talking about, he had already put a melted glob of vanilla icecream on my cheek.
"Ahh dangit Adam." I growled as I tried to lick the icecream off my cheek. I stretched my tongue so far it hurt.
In the process of trying to get the icecream off my cheek before it melted, my eyes came across my purse, which was in Adam's floorboard from earlier.
"Aha." I whispered to myself.
I reached for my bag, careful of my sling, and opened it. I pulled out a travel-sized package of Wet Ones and opened it.
"You keep... Wet Ones in your purse?" He asked through a snicker.
"Don't judge, I'm a very sanitary person."
"You're quite the character." He said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes.
"Just give me your hand." I said and I grabbed him by the wrist. I cleaned off his hand like you would a 2 year old and then wiped my face and threw the Wet One out the window.
Adam started driving again and by the roads we were taking, I presumed we were on our way home.
"So what are you doing tomorrow?" I asked as I stuck the Wet Ones back in my purse.
"I dunno... why?"
"Just wondering."
"I mean, I can't go to church because of my Dad." Oh right. Tomorrow's sunday.
"So are you staying the night tonight?"
"I guess I am."
"Okay cool. I'll just have to get you sheets and stuff for the bed but other than that you're all set." I explained as I took a hair-tie from my wrist and put my hair in a messy bun on top of my head.
He nodded in response and continued driving. Pretty soon, we'd made it back to my house and had settled into the living room couch. I laid back and rested my legs on Adam. He didn't seem to mind since he rested his elbows on my ankles and was texting someone on his phone.
"Who'ya textin'?" I asked as I flipped through channels on the TV.
"Well, Ashley texted me..."
"Why?" I asked curiously.
He sighed and put the iPhone in front of my face. I read the texts on the screen in disbelief.
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Everything I Had
Teen Fiction*OLD STORY* Ann Hatchet- I guess you could say she's a "Youth group Drop-out". She quit church when she was 15, believing she didn't need God as much as she used to. But when her boyfriend of 3 months suddenly turns on her, will she need God again...
