Jealousy is an Ugly Trait (Completed)

Chapter 1

I'm having a go on writing a book, I hope it's alright, if you think it's good, then show your love :)

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Chapter 1

I feel the sun's light on my face, I open my eyes, to see my everything right beside me on the bed. Dixon. He was sleeping so peacefully, I couldn't help smiling. He was an amazing guy, he's 21, 4 years older than me, he is an African American/Irish/Dominican guy, he moved to the UK when he was 10 and he had short black hair. He was built, and had just his boxers on, a pair of black Calvin Kleins. He had his arm wrapped around me, his head on my chest. We've been together for 1 year and 6 months today, and he was talking about taking me out to this amazing Italian restaurant.

My phone buzzes, I turn and check it, I had a text from Brooke:

'Starbucks with me, T and Robin. Be there at 10:30 xx'

Brooke, Teddy and Robin are my best friends. I've known Brooke since I was knee high, we have been there for each other through thick and thin, and honest to God, I don't know what I would do without her. She is a brunette like myself, and it falls over her shoulders. She has hazel eyes and she is a light skinned individual. T is Teddy, she is blonde, medium length like Brooke's hair and she has brown eyes. Robin, is also has brunette hair, it falls to her shoulders, with natural waves and she has bluey grey eyes. We've known each other for 6 years. I love these girls to bits, and don't know what I could do without them.

I slowly move Dixon's arm, and slide out of the bed, trying not to wake him up. He was staying in my house for a few days, seeing as my parents were away, I thought I could take advantage of it. I walk in to the bathroom, and have a quick shower. When I get back out, I see Dixon still asleep. I quietly pick out something to wear from my wardrobe. I choose a plain white tank top and some light blue denim shorts. I quickly get dressed, and I start drying my hair, Dixon wakes up. After I finish, (meaning when I get tired of drying my hair, so it's sort of damp, I leave the rest to air dry) he had been in and out of the shower.

I pull all my hair to one side so I can put in my earrings. As I do, Dixon wraps his arms around me, and leaves a trail of kisses from my shoulder blade to my ear lobe."Mila, you're looking gorgeous as ever" I smile at this and finish putting in my earrings.

I then decide to go downstairs to make some breakfast. It's only 9am, and I need to call my parents, to ask how they are, just cause I'm such a loving daughter. As I get out of my bedroom door, I tell Dixon to get dressed and come down to have his breakfast. As I'm a loving daughter, I'm also a very loving sister. Ryan was my brother, he is 24, he has blondey brown hair, and a beard that actually was a beard. He has blue eyes, like his Mum's, she had blonde hair too, but that's all I know, she was married to Dad before me, when Ryan was 5 she left, Dad decided not to tell Ryan why, so neither of us know. Dad later got married to my Mum, and I was born soon after. You can tell mine and Ryan's differences, he was naturally blonde, whilst I was a brunette, and he had blue eyes unlike my eyes, my right eye is hazel, whilst my left is green. Weird, I know.

Anyways, I knock on Ryan's door, and he grunts, I guess this meant I could come in. I open the door, and walk into his room, as always it was a mess. But I dismiss that, I walk over to his bed, and slowly push him, to see if he was awake, he does respond, but not with words, more with grunts. I know that he went out partying last night, meaning he'll be hungover. So I go downstairs, fill a glass with water, and take some Paracetamol, leave it on the bedside table, and leave his room.