darlin boy toy

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                       Keshiyni ' s POV

1 week later

We stayed at my cousins house for an entire week we did so many things . The amount of food . Ughh

I deleted all my socials because I really did want to get off all of it I blocked everyone except sashaa and davina . I need some sanity .

We reached home safe and sound. I hate goodbyes , but it's not entirely goodbye cause we're seeing them again for Christmas so can't wait for that .

Sashaa said she might come over tomorrow and hopefully I can uses dad's car and just drive around the neighbourhood,  cause I wanna have a car karaoke.  Pick davina in the process . Davina lives less than 5 minutes from where I live.

Do you not have a license keshiyni ?
Mate in Malaysia you can only get your license when you're 17 after the birthday and that sucks big time . Thankfully I convinced appa to teach me how to drive .

I installed all my socials again and the moment I logged into Instagram my phone started glitching.  The amount of notifications from basically everyone . My brain is not ok .

Boy toy did not text me im not mad about it , I'm actually quite glad .

I got a billion text messages from Mayraa , gurpreet and the group chats . I reply to them and just chill in my room . Oh how I missed you .

I'm quite psychotic . Why ?
Cause I cannot stay in the same room for longer than i don't know 1 month . Something needs to change maybe how the furniture looks like . If it's facing the North then I'll swith it to face the east . You know just normal people things .
It's a must at this point . I put my phone on silent and fall asleep I'm way too tired for anything right now.

Next day

Sashaa couldn't come because her school decided to have some sort of meeting thing for the trip to London . I honestly don't know why , this year our school is involved for some reason . Head prefect their deputy and an extra student and 2 teachers get to go on this trip .

I still haven't gotten any information about it and I doubt I'll even be accepted. 

One month later

A month has passed faster than anything I can even comprehend. 
This means I start school in a week . SHIT . I'm not ready . Oh god . Ahhhhhhhhhh.

Yes . Boy toy and I have facetimed way more and  I've actually gotten to know him better he's a really cool kid . He seems so chill and layed back .
But something I find really weird is that talking to him or just listening to his voice doesn't give me butterflies anymore.  My heart doesn't  beat like it's getting struck by lightning when he says my love or darlin . My heart doesn't do loopty loops like  it used to when even the thought of him made my whole body vibrate . Made me feel like he was the only one .
Am I loosing feelings ?

Maybe it's better this way . It's more platonic. Yeah . Friends . Do I like it ?

I'm still quite surprised I thought I would actually fall in love with him but I guess it's normal for someone to loose feelings. 

I'm packing my bags for school . I'm so not ready I have him on facetime cause he said he wanted to watch still don't know why but I'm no one to ask.

I have a black bralet on with a pair of short shorts cause its just too hot . I don't get how some people wear sweatshirts and hoodie like bro . How!?!?!

My hair is claw clipped up and I have my ipad on my desk where mans is at . He's just talking about his day while I'm cleaning my room and packing my bag making it look extra extra neat and pretty . I know even after the first day it's not gonna like this anymore but hey I'm sure its fine.  Future me is  not gonna like it .

" are you still packing your bags "
" do I look like  the flash to you "
" no , but you do look like a really hot iris"
" ok , that was terrible, and I just want everything to be neat ok "
" excited "
" kinda , don't you have school homework "
He looks very much unbothered by it.
" I do but that can wait  "
" ok "
" why are you so dry "
" cause you don't know how to have a never ending conversation and I can't even have a conversation with anyone".
" baby come to the UK "
" why "
" to see me "
" why don't you come to Malaysia instead "
" I'll come in you love "
" no :)"
" it's way to fucking hot "
" fair enough , let's do it this way you pay for my flight and I'll come" .
" make sure its on my fingers "
" fuck no "
" whatever you say princess"
" wait actually "
" fuck no "
" no, fuck me "
" are you teasing me "
" have I been a bad girl "
He gets up from his chair and walks around his room for a solid minute grunting things that don't come out as words .
He sits back down and says lowly, 
" you're fuckjng coming to the UK "
" can't got school ya bimbo"
" did you just call me a bimbo "
" yeah and what are you gonna do  about it "
" oh baby the things that I would do to you "
My hearts starts beating weirdly .
" yeah "
" come on love "
" fuck off "
" I'll make you scream my name "
" boy this is weird "
" thanks for ruining the moment "
" no problem 😊"
" Andys calling gotta go " I quickly hang up knowing damn well what was going to happen  .
Without a second to breath he starts dming me .

" who the fuck is Andy "
" why do you care so much "
" cause I fucking care you bitch "
" hey hey , now that's,  no don't call me that "
" my bad "
" who the fuxk is Andy keshiyni "
" it's davina "
" fuck you "
" what "
" I was just playing along "
" ok "
" bye "
" yeah ok "
" stay mad "
" don't worry my love I will never be mad at you.  "
" Stop "
" yeah , fuckin make me "
" yeah you wanna play that game "
" baby ill play any game as long as its with you "
" shut the fuck up "
" the only thing that can and will is your fat ass"
" oh my god , this is so embarrassing I'm sorry but what the fuxk "
" oh baby , you make me hard "
" that's what he said " lmao
" ok that's enough"
" Ya think "
" bye my love "
" morning dingus "
" I will convince you to come one day"
" good luck "

This boy istg

We've been talking during the entire time I've been on holiday and for some reason these are how the conversations were . At this point I'm not even phased but I try to have fun by playing along with it . Sometimes .

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