Never Kiss And Tell [18+]

☘ℂℍ𝔸ℙ𝕋𝔼ℝ 9☘

I watched as the day turned to night and,the night turned to day. I was tired to say the least,stressed. Yet I still found a way to stay up and watch as the sun rose in the morning and set in the night.

Many things have been bothering me for the last two weeks, there's so much on my mind each day. Much more than I can handle and the pressure seems to multiply as the days go by. Drawing has been the only thing to keep me truly busy and it's slowly starting to not work.

I'm becoming bored,the more I do it the more it feels like a chore to me. 'Maybe I should start painting'. I thought to myself . But who would teach me to do it. I could learn on my own but I feel like it will take way longer than having someone guide me thorough the process and mom would never pay to have someone teach me.

"It should be a hobby nothing more". She always said when addressing my like for art. And no, she doesn't buy my art supplies. I have to sneak and ask dad to do that for me. If it was up to her I'd be taking all the extra classes she can find.

So back to what I was saying alot if stiff are bothering me. My family, Aaron, Alessandro . Wait I didn't mean to say Aaron. Let's do this again, Aaron. Shit.

Alright,he's been bothering me. I'm not sure why but for some reason I can't seem to get the image of his lips locked with that blonde's from two weeks ago. This stuff shouldn't bother me.It shouldn't ,not anymore.

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It was night-time and I tried to empty my brain of him and fill it with school. Summer would be over in a couple weeks and I'd be forced to go nack to school. Naturally earlier than normal seeing as I apparently need to be there for the thing.

It's not like I wanted to be here, especially with my family. Being on good terms with dad and Milani alone wasn't cutting it. I loved them but they weren't enough to keep me here.

I was tired and in desperate need if fresh air. The fresh air my balcony could not supply. I walked to my closet and stood there for a while contemplating on whether or not I should change my outfit.

Would the simple silk spaghetti strap and shorts pijama protect me from the elements? The more we moved into the summer the colder it got,especially at nights. I sometimes wondered if this place just skipped summer and went straight into autumn.

Eventually deciding to change into the plain black sweats Mace gifted me last Christmas I sneaked out the house and onto the wet road.

It rained earlier, heavily. That didn't happen alot around here. So it was good I guess.

I walked and walked for what felt like forever until for some reason I found myself infront of his house. His room light was on and I don't know what came over me but I stepped back trying to get a better view into his room only to end up stepping in puddle of water.

" Shit" I hissed making a disgusted face. I'm wearing speakers with socks on,and my entire foot just got soaked with water. Imagine that. Terrible, I know. Trust me.