Seeing you grow up

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A d e e r a

-4:17-

I've had a shitty day. Everything sucks. This whole week- scratch that- ever since Maxim and I broke out of our friendship. It's been so different.

I miss that tall dude.

But the only contact I get with him is eye contact. I at least get that.

In the morning I woke up to my friend talking about all her problems meanwhile I'm sitting there like, what about me?

What about my problems?

I have problems too.

But the nice person I am, I let her talk. Maybe one day someone would let me talk and spill my heart out. I just hope that person comes soon.

Because I'm waiting. And I don't know if I can hold on and ignore my problems.

After talking with that friend, I got up from my bed, took a shower and changed.

I skipped breakfast.

After that I decided to go on a run. To, you know, clear my mind. Hopefully that fixes stuff.

I left the. House at 4:28 and started running. Listening to sad music.

I know it's pick me girl vibes but I find...comfort in sad music. I don't really like happy music anymore.

Why? Because whenever I listen to happy music it's either about love or living the dream life. Me. I have none of those.

Why dream about it when it's not going to happen?

Its in the afternoon so a couple of people are jogging while the other people are walking their dogs. I'm at the park so there are people having a picking. Or chilling as a family.

I miss that. God everything was so easy as a kid. You didn't have to worry about passing creepy guys. You didn't have to dress so you don't look like a slut.

You could do anything without getting picked on.

You didn't have to dial the number 911 when you passed a group of teenage boys.

You didn't have to think of the negative stuff. Because you had your parents to back you up.

But now that we're grown up, they go to work. They come home grumpy. They yell because our siblings are too loud.

They were actually chill. Because we were their little kids. They liked us. Because we did what they asked. Even if it was wrong.

We didn't know anything.

Then I zoom back to life when I by accidentally bump into someone's back. "Oh my" I hear a British voice chuckle.

I wait for them to turn around and when they do I smile. "Hi"

"Hey" I stare at their faces. I think I've seen them on social media or something.

"Uhm. This is really weird but are you on..." I feel stupid saying this but before I say he replies.

"Instagram?" He looks at me and I nod wiping the sweat off of my forehand and lips.

I bet I look gross.

"Yeah. I uh-" he laughs while I wait for him to speak "I have this account where I-"

"Thirst?" I guess while I hold in my laugh. He bites his lips and looks at me and nods.

God he has green eyes.

I burst laughing and he looks at me "it's not funny" his British accent makes him more attractive.

"Uh yes it is" I smirk. "Oh yeah? Well tell that to all my almost one million followers" he whips his invisible hair and I burst wheezing like a donkey.

"Oh my god what is that laugh" he laughs and we both stand there laughing.

After we chill, we make eye contact and I ask him for his number. I pass him my phone and he passes his phone.

"Oh bloody hell, would you look at the time" I mock him and he gasps "we don't speak like that at all" he speaks exactly what I thought they would sound like.
"Hey I actually have to start running back home but Uhm, can I call you tonight?" I ask him and he bites his lip and nods.

"Talk to you later love" he says and I blush so hard even he notices.

"See you" I wave and start running back home. Now I have to come back home to see Maxim.

-5:17-

I changed my music to a song that speaks about love. Not that I found someone that I love. But about seeing a cute guy.

Because bloody hell, he was hot.

As I'm running I see a car slowly slowing down and I turn around and stop running when I see his face.

"Maxim?"
"Adeera?"

What the fuck.
Why is he there? Was he stalking me? Oh my god. Did he see me and oh my gif I didn't get his name. The British dude.

"You wanna hop in? I think it might rain" he asks me. I don't know should I? It would be a little weird. But like he said it might rain.

I look up at him and nod.

God save me from this hell I'm about to be with.

I hop in and he drives off. "I knew it would rain, I just like it when I'm running and it's raining, you know"  I lied. And he nods.

I really had no idea it would rain. I mean yeah the great clouds made it a little obvious. But I thought I could run back home before it rains.

A little bit of silence between us so I say "how are you?" He gaps and I look at him "oh speaking of, I got you something check if it's there" he says while potinitng to the back.

I turn my back and check the back under the seats but nothing is there. "Uhm, I'm not seeing anything"

He sighs, probably hating himself right now. "Uh, ok well, I will give it at school, then," he says, and before I speak, we arrive at my house.

We both get out of his car, and I run to the porch as it starts to drizzle. I didn't really bring my keys, so I couldn't unlock the door.

He knocks on the door and we wait in silence waiting for someone to open the door.

Mikael opens the door and when he sees the both of us he looks at me "uh" he says then looks at Maxim. Maxim shrugs.

Well, this just got more awkward.

Hiyaa

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Sooo, who's entering the wattys? I might be:)

Serena out-

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