Chapter 12

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CHELSEA'S POV:

My mom was going to fucking end my life, i skipped school and i didn't finish my essay, Fucking belamy Wright and his smile, all he had to do was pout and i was in the car, i atleast gave him a punch, which stinged, as we were driving, i saw trees, we were driving for an hour already, i couldn't help but feel nervous, to end my nervousness i thought about what happened earlier, i saw a side of belamy which i hadn't seen in him before, he was soft, i saw calmness in his green eyes and it immediately helped with my panic attack, i almost let it slip, but he understood that when im ready I'll talk to him, i was bored out of hell, until i faced belamy and he was already looking at me with a concerned expression.

He must have seen my uncomfortable reaction and he asked me"You okay?"

" Yeah, im just worried that i won't get to leave the house until im 50"i stated.

But i wasn't thingking about that, if only he knew

"That's what you're worried about?" he chucked.

"Stop laughing" i demanded.

I gave him the look.

"I swear to god, if you look at me like that one more time, i might just have to stop this car and take you right here right now in the backseat of my car" he said.

My jaw was practically laying on the floor by now, i gaped at him with my mouth opened until the car filled with laughter.

"fuck, you should've seen your face" he laughed loudly.

"You think you're so funny huh" i huffed.

"Nope, i don't think i know honey" he replied.

I mumbled "asshat"

"What was that missy?" he demanded.

"Nothing, uhmm so are you going to tell me where you're taking me?" i asked.

"Not a chance" he replied.

"But whyyy??!!" i whined.

"To get your mind of it, lets play a game" he stated.

"A game really, what are you 5? I asked

"That would make me a handsome 5 year old right?" he replied.

Fuck he knew he was hottt.

"Cocky sun of a bitch" i mumbled.

"What was that?" he asked.

"Nothing, what game are we playing, and please don't say truth or dare" i begged.

"Nope, were playing 20 questions"

20 questions really?

"Okay ask away" i said.

"Whats your middle name?" he asked.

"Uhhh Estella, Stella for short" i replied.

"Awww, that's a cute name" he replied.

"You did not just say cute, and thank you it was my grand--

I almost slipped.

He looked concerned,but he knew that i would tell him when i was ready so he moved on to the next question.

" When's your birthday? "he asked.

" 27 November 2004"i stated.

"The day after thanksgivin--, wait hold on you're 16?!!" he asked loudly.

"Yes and yes" i said.

"Did u go a year early to school? " he asked.

"Its good to know that my boyfriend has a brain" i said.

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