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and guess who answered
fùcking Sam Porttoff
great, act like you actually care india
"um hi" i smile
"hey um what you doing here?"
"kian and jc invited me over" his face expression changed dramatically
"oh come in then" standing back from the door
i walk in and the house is the same lay out as mine, but messier.alot messier.
and smelt like boys.
as soon as Sam closed the door kian came running downstairs. more like sprinting
"hey you came"
"of course " i giggle
" i see you already met sam" jumping from the second last step
"oh yeah we already knew eachother"
"oh thats cool then"
awkward much
"ill be in my room" sam says running upstairs leaving me and Kian alone.
"Jc is playing xbox wanna play?" gesturing towards the living room
"sure" i respond
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*back at home*
i go home at about 11:00 and my mum is asleep, good, i can sneak out then.
i tip-toe upstairs and jump in the shower (skipping details) and blow dry my hair, then straighten, and style my fringe and bangs (whatever they are called). i chuck my shorts and nirvana tank top on and apply mascara. i put my black vans on and grab my phone and keys. i tip toe again down the stairs and lock the front door behind me.
i stand at the end of my driveway looking left and right.
he/she didnt tell which end?
oh well im gonna choose.....left.
i walk down to see a figure leaning against the lamp post looking very dramatic.
i get closer to see a black bandana wrapped around a purple head boy. Sam?
what does he want?
"um..sam?"
he looks up and smiles
"you came"
"yeah. what do you want?" i say shifting my weight to my left leg
"i want to apologise for what happened in England, i was drunk ok, and i never meant to hurt you" he fūcking apologies now?
"sam, do you realise what you put me through!"wiping the tear
"yes and i have never felt worse"
"you still slept with that slut" i roll my eyes
"she was good though" he mumbles
"seriously! dont talk to me ever again sam!" i turn around and begin walking as a hand grabs my wrists
"i wouldnt if i was you"
"let go of me!"
"...never"
i finally get out of his grip and run home. as soon as i get in i run up yo my room and go straight to sleep, hoping i have Amnesia when i wake up.
Tommorow is gonna be one hell of a day
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hey sorry its short just people wanted me to update so i only done alittle to get them of my back hah.
DayDreamer xxx
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