god damn it. haley thought as she stopped the truck. it was a long drive from indiana to here, but here it is. the house that is now her home with her best friend. it was their dream house, big, roomy, and comfy. it was way better than the old childhood home she lived in with the strange neighbouring kids. 18, a new life.
haley stepped out of the old pickup truck as she grabbed her stuff and her keys and went to the door, greta already set up the furniture and all and all haley needed to do was move in. they made this plan since they were 14, to get away from their toxic household and stupid people that they grew up with that just made fun of their dreams and fantasies.
she knocked on the door and waited for greta to open it, and within seconds she did. it was even better seeing her in person, though she was tall, it was amazing. from her dark black hair thrown in space buns and her green eyes that were a soft emerald. she was beautiful. haley looked up at the girl and smiled.
"never though this would happen" haley laughed as greta smiled.
"i know right? your shorter than what you look on facetime" she giggled as haley sighed and walked in with her things in hand.
the house was bigger than she thought.a gold chandelier with black accents and cool gray walls. it gave off their vibe. you know, dark, grunge, sour patch kids and monsters with the occasional powerade. drinking and partying to oblivion, and smoking on late nights when shit goes wrong.
"its perfect" haley looked around in awe as greta looked back at her with a smirk on her face.
"imagine, how many times we will get laid and have the life we wanted" she smiled as haley thought.
yeah.... getting laid.
sex.
love.
haley was a virgin, greta wasnt, they both knew if eachother had sex or not. and haley, never had that experience yet. but to think that greta was getting it, didnt make her feel anymore happy. yeah good for her but, she didnt want anyone touching her or using her in that way. being honest, haley liked greta for some time... but greta was straight. men and men only... haley being the awkward bisexual that prefers girls more than anything. but what was haley thinking about? everytime she gets someone they just leave. cheat.lie. disappear. yeah, she was a helpless romantic, thats one of the things that made her this way.
she snaps out of it once shes done unpacking in her room. she makes her way to the living room area and plops on the couch beside greta.
"who you talking to?" haley hummed resting her head on gretas shoulder. they were so close they acted like a couple, minus the romance and kissy kiss and the 'i love you so much i wanna marry you' kind of thing.
"oh this guy i met last week at the cafe, hes really cute." haley acted interested as she looked at their texts. constant i love yous back and forth. this was the hard part of loving someone helplessly, once they get someone your basically crushed. screwed.
"hes coming over you ok with that?"
"yeah"
"hes bringing his friend over so you wont be lonely" greta smiled at haley as it eased her a bit. this will be fun.
a few minutes go by and they hear the door open to reveal a tall blonde boy and a short brunette with him. the blonde with emerald eyes and the short boy with brown ones.
haley gets up and looks up at the blonde as she shakes his hand.
"im clay, gretas boyfriend"
oh.
boyfriend.
play it off haley.
haley looks at greta smirking
"oooo boyfriendddd~" the two laughed as haleys heart sank a bit. damn.
once every one calmed down greta and clay went to her room.
"dont moan to loud idiot" haley groaned as greta flipped her off moving into her room and shutting the door.
haley walks into her room with clays friend and closes the door. he looked gay but dressed straight so his friend didnt notice. alright. we see how he is.
"im george" he smiles at haley shyly as he sits on her bed, haley joining him.
"well im haley. and look, its pretty obvious your gay as fuck, i am to so whatever is said in this room, stays." haley looked at the small boy with a smile, he was taller than her, but he was small. and with that said, its like he finnaly stopped hiding and showed his true self.
his voice changed to, a little more high pitched.
"thats good to hear, so how about some gay talk?" he holds his hand out as haley takes it.
"gay talk."
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RomanceHaley is the perfect person if your style is trouble. From graffiti to drinking and parting to oblivion, and from arson to smoking cigarettes on a late night when shit goes wrong. And after 3 years in the making, she's moving in with her online best...