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We fell asleep in the beach. Our legs and body were hugging together. Our foreheads and tip of nose exploded. Our lips are centimeters away. Luke changed too but some things weren't.
Luke woke me up. I rubbed my eyes; he get up and pulled me up. We went back to car and drive back home. Oh no. I forgot my promise to the girls that I'll be back home early for party, oh sucks!
"Luke. I forgot to tell you. Oh sucks, I didn't told you last night. I should be home there early." I slapped my forehead and he patted as he rubbed my shoulder.
"Don't worry. I'll take over it." he smiled and chuckled.
"Thank you." I feel pale.
"How do you feel?" he worried.
"Just headache. I'm fine." I weakly smiled.
"I'll buy medicines for you." he hold my hand tight. I weakly nodded. Then he continued driving. I fell asleep.
Luke woke me up. He gave me the medicine with water and I took it. I fell asleep again.
Oh shit I forgot my promise to James. God, I swear to the heaven that he'll forgive me for God's sake please. I know I made such sin! I'm such a slut. I'm so sorry if I'm a dumbshit asshole slut. I imagine yes, I'm a Calum girl in fandom. But ugh, even though I am Calum girl. I want to touch Ashton's biceps. I want to kiss Michael's Angelina Jolie lips. I want to fancy Luke. I want to touch Calum's fucking sweaty hot body. And now I'm called as a weirdo asshole slut. Yeah, everyone might call me slut, if someone pisses me off surely, they'll get a karma and fuck themselves out.
Okay now I'm swearing. I'm just really really forgetful. Most of the time I'm not with myself. I mean this is so annoying. This is just so weird. I'm really so weird and at the same time, different person is in me. It's my negative side.
Sometime I could tell that I'm too much exaggerating at fangirling though I'm just staying inoccent in public but in reality oh no. I always freak out, shout, yell, jump in bed and keep on fangirling as in as 24/7. Yeah it doesn't look like I'm obsessed but yes I am! I just secretly keep it. My imaginations are coming again. Not dirty.
Oh come on Luke, please stop being too much loving and caring me I'm starting to fall. I have James and Calum so stop entering. Just please. Oh no. I'm freaking out deep inside.
"Patricia, you okay? You look weird as possible." he giggled.
"Oh come on just please take me home. Oh arsehole. I'm such stupid. I just forgot that James asked me out and I just forgot it ughh. I'm not in myself." I genuinely said. Then he drove me back home there. I went down and ring the doorbell. Gemma, c'mon, c'mon, come on.
"Coming!!" I heard Abby. It's not Gemma oh no.
"Patricia? Where the heck you've been with Luke? I called you thousand times on the phone. Even Luke! But both of you didn't answered my calls! Also, James went here last night! He found you nowhere! He told that you have a date with him too! You didn't even told us! You are so forgetful! Come on in. You look sleepy and pale." she spoke out as I know I'm disappointed of what I did.
"Where's James?" I frowned. I'm worried that maybe he's upset.
"He's in your bed. Waiting for you all night. Sleeping." she frowned a bit. I think she knows that he's upset with me.
"What about the food?" I asked before entering.
"We half prepared it. Not all because we realized you're gone all night with your best friend lover." what did she just said? Lover? Stop it Abby. I love Calum more than Luke. James oh no unstable, I can't tell.
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4 Years • c.h.
FanfictionA love with full of awkwardness and secrets behind. Both of them will fix the last memory of their 4 years past. Could they fall in love again? Their worlds had become different since their were drifted apart. Patricia became rude, selfish, pessimis...
