Another Bad Boy Story

Chapter 2.5

My baby girl is my life. Her smell is intoxicating, her smile is breath-taking and the way her nose quirks up when she laughs is drool worthy. I know I sound like a over dramatic, lovey dovey, emotional dork but i cant help it. she makes my life better and me as a person better. She keeps me from skipping school all together. She was there for me when my brother died during chemo.  Hope is my hope. Oh gawd, I have turned into one of those cliche love struck bitch boys. Recently I feel like we arent as close anymore. Its frustrating knowing that I love her but we might one day be irrelevant to each other.

Moving on. I asked Hope on a date yesterday, I wanted to do something special considering we have a 4 month anniversary ahead of us. We are considered the cutest couple in Bridgewater High. We hold hands and walk each other to  our classes. Little cute stuff like that and of course the many snogging sessions we get caught up in. I have never been this serious about a relationship simply because i have never had one last this long. I only put effort into something unless i know it has a part in my future. After we got past the one month mark, I started picturing her in my future and what we would do to make this work. Hope became a priority in my life. She started coming over more to cuddle and netflix binge with me, eventually I gave her a key because why not, right? 

Text from Sexxi Stuff: Hai Baby... What should I wear? Im so excitedd!!!!

Text to Sexxi Stuff: Just wear something casual babe. Be comfortable. And Hay to you too

Text from Sexxi Stuff: Oki honey boo boo. ;)

Text to Sexxi Stuff: Oh gawd dont call me such a horrible name. EWWWW

Text from Sexxi Stuff: Tehe alrighty, Ima go get dressed

I plugged my phone in to the charging port and grabbed a towel, my speakers and tablet. The bathroom was currently clean so it was easy to set up my speakers and plug my tablet in for music. First song that came on was Migraine by Twenty One Pilots. I stripped, singing along to the words I knew by heart. Turned on the water, I like my water where it is hot but not hot enough to burn you. Scrubbed my body and got out just as the fifth song ended. I was picking up Hope at around 6:30 and it is 4:53 now. I might actually be early this time. Towel wrapped around me, I walked into my room straight to my closet that was legit packed to the brim. I grabbed a white Shark Attack crop top and some high waisted black shorts. Then I went to my dresser to grab some boob-holders and some girly underwear. I then went to my little vanity station, plugged in the flat iron and the blow dryer. You can guess what i did with those hopefully. After completing my hair and checking to make sure it was all straight, I put on a small layer of foundation and some mascara. For some reason i don't wear a shit ton of make-up. Guess I am not a true girl. -sad face- 

It is now 6:06. I slide on my black vans and grab the keys to my baby.  I live about 15 minutes from Hope ,so I stop by Wally World to grab some flowers. Pulling into her drive-way, I grab the lowers out of the passenger seat. They were purple, blue and yellow and had a little vase for them to survive in. I already knew they would be dead by tomorrow but its the thought that counts, right? I cut off the engine and walked up to the front door. Knocking a few times, I hid the flowers behind my back. Shuffling behind the door and some yelling led up to a barely dress Hope. Her eyes went wide. 

"What are you doing here?" She breaths, obviously from running around the house.

"Its 4:30 babe." 

"But... but you are on time?" She giggles

"There is a first time for everything." I smile at her

" I guess there is," she smiles back. "give me like 20 mins and I will be down. Mike is in the living room if you wanna hang out." With that she kisses my cheek and runs up the stairs.