chapter 2 -

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  Next morning -

▫️ Payton Moormeier povs :

Unfortunately I woke up. I turned around and saw the girl, asleep. I just managed to smile looking into her eyes ... her nose, her mouth, her pink cheeks, her breath..

You look like an idiot Payton. Stop with that.. you're Payton ! Payton doesn't luv anyone. Or.. just wanna try to don't.

Actions -

I kissed her forehead, and smiled.

I got up of the bed, and she woke up.

— i didn't wanted to wake you up, I'm sorry. — i got nervous, taking my shirt. Since i was with no shirt.

Yes, i was in luv with her.

No, it's fine, i would have to wake up anyway. — she lowkey said, taking her dress.

— are you going to school in that dress?— i said, confused.

She giggled.

The silence took our moment.

— I should have taken more clothes. — she looked at my eyes.

She smiled.

— wanna use my clothes ? — i took her hands.

— the rules were suppose to be.."no dates, no passionate, no love, after fucking." So.. I'm going home. — she said, putting her dress on.

— no.. i mean.. — i said, trying to take her arm.

But she left..

Bryce created the rules, i didn't said anything about the rules he created.

The rules was :

No dates

no passionate

no love.

no couples.

no kindness.

No discount.

No delays.

No jealousy.

No brakes.

No relationships.

— you gotta be a bad boy, to be here with us. -––– Bryce Hall.

i didn't choose it ! Was Bryce. Now i just fucking lose her.

Actions -

I put my clothes on, and took my Schoolbag.

I looked around my room, and sighing, my mother get in my room.

— what ? — i said, looking at her.

— i am divorcing your stepfather. — she said, really nervous.

— ..oh.. cool !.. now you believe me, right ? cause when I said he was on drugs, you defended him. Now are you here to apologize? — i took my schoolbag, of the floor.

— I'm sorry Payton. I'm so sorry. — tears fell of her eyes.

— it's not just sorry mom !.. alright ? Imagine if he just.. Influence you to get addicted with him. What was i supposed to do ? — I was stressed out, yelling at my mum.

Why did i do that..

— Don't yell at me Payton. — she got upset.

with curved eyebrows, and an upset face, I left the room, looking into her eyes, and taking my schoolbag.

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