Bad Bad Boy

BadBad Boy~20

I always talk at the end of chapers but i want to say something before you start to read. Text conversations're gonna take place in this chapter and ill signify them with '-' .. that sign. Yeah ok. Enjoy!

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Why the hell did the man curse at our mother because i asked him what he would like more, a victoria secret's lingerie or a big teddy bear?

Because of two things i can say im happy; first im not sulking about something, second, Im on my bed, lying on my back, listening to music with my earphones plugged in. Well, that made four things but we never got along with math.

Sam Smith's 'Like I can' is blaring through my earphones and im singing along with him. I love that song. My friends told me its weird to sing this song out loud when people can hear, considering its kinda sang to a woman. I give only one fvck to people thinking im a lezbįan or i sing the song to a guy who is gay or to a guy who is loved by another man, but staright. Wow, i dont even know what i just said.

But then again, when do i ever know?

Yeah, im in this kinda mood.

I think ill marry my bed. I have one lazy a$$. Im proud of it.

My phones buzzes beside me on the bed and the heavenly moment is cut short by the offender. I roll my eyes even if they're closed. Who is the motherfvcker?

I take my phone and even open my eyes. The sudden light coming from the screen hurts my eyes a little but i get used to it. I see on the screen that its a message from Colin. The motherfvcker made me curse at his mother. Shįt.. I cursed again.

-Whadup?

I roll my eyes again. Whats he up to? He's up to no good most of the time, so i cant not suspect.

-Nothing

I simply say, hoping he would leave it there.

Of course not, because my phones buzzes after exactly one second. How fast does he write? I just put the phone back on the bed, for gods sake.

-wow nice conversation there

I take a deep breath. He's with his other friends and pulling a phone prank on me or something? He never texts me.

-what r u up to Colin?

-me?

-no, the other Colin

-oh, i dont know what the other Colin is up to.

He says and as i debate in my mind if he meant that or joked along with me. Before i give an answer that wouldnt make me a retarded's friends to that, he texts again.

-you know another Colin? How do you know another Colin?

-like this,

I only say because i still dont know if he's only messing with me or serious.

-?

-are u fvckin with me Colin? Or r u stoned?

-I never get stoned.

-yeah good boy

-i jst wanted to talk to you

-about?

I cock an eyebrow because this isnt like Colin. Is his phone stolen? Is this some other person trying me? Are they gonna find and kill me?

-nothing in particular. Just this nd tht

-oh, you couldnt find a girl to bang then?

I smile becaude this is like Colin. He would text me to whine about how he was free tonight. Then my phone buzzes again, but this time its not a message. He's calling.