Skylar falls in love. It's epic she and Xavier dean are head over heels for each other.... That is until someone else digs their claws into him. What will she do? Will she leave or will she stay and fight for him.
This story is about living with 12...
Yeah... okay.... Maybe I need to kinda not get so worked up all the time. But one, I have to share my room with that weirdo and two i find my bloody brother looking through my room accusing me of taking his phone.
And honestly..... I didn't take his stupid phone i hate being accused all the time. He probably just lost it like he always does.
I let out an annoyed sigh and then walking over to my closet to close it properly.... Still knowing that Taylor is in the room but I couldn't care less I don't like her.
"So..... umm." Taylor clears her throat quietly "where am I sleeping." She asks in an annoying voice which makes me automatically scowl.
God does she ever hear her own voice? I'm sure if she realised how annoying it really was maybe she would shut up?!
I sigh..... a bit over dramatically might I add and I point to the flattened blow up bed, that is just so conveniently spread out on my floor, guess grey out that there then.
"On that I guess." I mutter and unwillingly go over to my closet where I know a spare blanket is and I pull it out, tossing it to Taylor who catches it just in time.
I then grab some pyjamas for me for bed and then I yawn.
"I can't sleep there." Taylor says and I stop what I'm doing and frown as I turn to her.
"Excuse me." I say raising an eyebrow at her
She drops the blanket on the floor crossing her arms "I can't sleep there." She says pointing to the couch thing.
I raise both eyebrows at her blank answer and cross my arms.
"Well that's tough, you're gonna have too. There is nowhere else." I say a bit too rudely and turn around again and unfolding my pyjamas.
"I can't sleep on it, and I won't." Taylor states
"Why the hell not?" I spin around again narrowing my eyes at her, who the hell does she think she is? Saying she can't sleep there and she won't?!
Taylor seems remotely calm..... too calm for my liking.
"I can't sleep on anything besides a mattress, and that..... thing..... is definitely not a mattress." She says looking at it in disgust and then she looked over at me.
"Well I'm afraid you don't have much of a choice.. it's either that or the floor." I state grabbing my clothes, Christ! What a spoilt bitch?!
"No, I can't sleep on the floor either... it's not a mattress." Taylor says, still with that annoyingly calm voice, "I think we'd better swap beds.... After all I am the guest." She says and I narrow my eyes at her angrily.
This bitch? She is driving me nuts I can't handle her anymore.
I spun around again to see her walking towards my bed. "I'll help you blow it up if you want." She says almost mockingly as she looks down at the flattened air bed.
That's it.... I've lost it now! "Okay, just who the hell do you think you are bitch? This isn't your damn house! Hell this isn't even your room it's mine! And there's no way in hell that I'm letting you sleep in MY bed." I shout at her completely annoyed that she can even think she can waltz into my room and demand that she is staying in my bed?!
She raises an oddly calm eyebrow at me, almost as if she's telling me something with that look, but I'm too pissed off to see.
"I'm the guest, and she guest should feel welcomed here." She says placing her pyjamas on my bed again calmly?!
What the hell is her problem?! And with her 'I'm the guest' crap?! So fucking what if she is... it's my damn room.
"Go tell your brother then, that you won't swap beds with me... but I'm pretty sure he'll be on my side for this." She says not looking at me but instead at my bed covers and pulls them back.
Anger boils up inside me and I storm out of my room and intend to do just that.
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Going to grey did not help whatsoever!
It was useless!
All he said was "Taylor is the guest, and I should go with her wishes.
Her wishes? What the hell?! She's not some bloody princess!
God!.... So now... I'm stuck with the stupid air bed that I give money on that it will deflate in the middle of the night.
I slam my bedroom door shut, not caring if it woke anyone up and then walk into my room seeing that Taylor was already in MY bed reading a book.
Pfft a book? Diary most likely...
God damn it! I am not gonna last a night in this room! She's just sat up in my bed like she owns the place.
I scowl at her as I make my way to the small air bed on the floor, at the other side of my room, already in my pyjamas.
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"You know sky, it's really nice of you to share your room for tonight, especially letting me have your bed, I do hope that the air bed isn't going too be to uncomfortable for you." Taylor says from my bed like she's so innocent!
What in the hell?! I didn't 'let' her have my bed... she practically demanded it and I had no choice against grey.
I clench my fists grabbing a pillow.
"Goodnight sky sweet dreams, hope you sleep well." She says in the stupid sweet voice she uses and then yawns and I hear her lay down.
That's it! I can not stay in this room with her any longer.
I throw my pillow down angrily and turn, grabbing my hoodie as I do "there's no way I'm staying here!... yeah night Taylor... hope my bed bugs don't bite you." I say sarcastically through gritted teeth as I open my door
