Juliet was the most soft spoken person in town. Her delicate features were shown to the world, but under this features there comes damage included.
Aiden is a tall handsome teenager moving into town. Wherever he goes danger follows. When a delicate...
She makes the best food in the world. No offense to dad. It's like she has magical hands. I don't think I'll ever be able to fully go back to making dinner.
Don't get me wrong, Dad makes some great food, you know, but that was some delicious food.
I kind of feel embarrassed I ate Aiden's food, but yet again I couldn't help myself. It was right there, practically begging me to eat it.
Okay, maybe I'm being exaggerative, but I can't help it.
Waking up next to Aiden felt amazing. I feel like if we keep having sleepovers, I'll probably get used to having him next to me.
Not that I'm complaining.
He's like a pillow and blanket in one. I had woken up before him. He looks like a baby when he sleeps. Very relaxed and seems to enjoy his sleep. Almost as if he doesn't get to so often.
I also came to the realization that I don't have a nickname for him. So, today I'm going to figure out which nickname fits him better.
I'm a girl on a mission today.
Right now, I want to bother Aiden since I don't know what to wear to school. I pick up my phone and push on the facetime button. I quickly push on his contact and hear it ring.
It only rings for three seconds before I see Aiden's face on the screen. "Good morning love. What's up." He speaks.
"I don't know what to wear today, so you're going to help me," I say. I see Aiden move around.
"You want me to help you." He looks at me through the screen, seeming confused.
"That's what I said, you dress nicely, that's why." I whine as I prop my phone on the small island in my closet.
"Uh, okay. It's pretty warm outside. Uh, maybe a tank top with shorts." He speaks.
"What colors," I ask, lifting a black, white, and red tank top. He looks at the shirts, then looks down at something off-screen.
"White," he says, looking pretty confident.
"Thank you, I need something to cover up with if I get cold," I look at him.
"Something white," he says.
"Oh, I got it," I get a white cardigan, just in case.
"Yea that," he nods. He seems to get in a car.
"You're going to school already. it's kinda early," I say.
The school doesn't start for another hour or so.
"I know," he smirks. "Do you like strawberries?" he asks.
He looks so good driving. Why?
"Yea, why?" I ask. I mean who doesn't like strawberries?
"No reason," he says, and I narrow my eyes at him.
I eventually nod still being suspicious. I lay my phone so he could see the ceiling while I change.
"Why am I looking at the ceiling?" I hear him say.
"Because I'm changing," I say struggling to zip up my shorts.
"Okay, and?" he says, obviously seeing no problem.
"Never mind, I'm finished." I grab my phone walking out of the closet.
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