ahem, I think we can all guess who suggested this chapter 🌚 ari_lov_baby
Y/n's POV
I was sitting in the living room watching Criminal Minds, when Jas texted me all of a sudden.
Jas
hey girl!
Y/n
Hey Jas..
Jas
So.. there's a huge party tonight! Wanna go?
Y/n
absolutely not. Every party I go to something goes wrong.
Jas
I know.. but I swear this time, it won't be bad! If you change your mind, the party starts at 10.
Y/n
fine.. I'll be there.
Jas
yay! And girl I promise you.. you will have the best time!
Y/n
Yea.. we'll see.
I put my phone away and continue watching my show. It was pouring outside so it was a good day to stay in the house. As much as I didn't wanna go to another party, I couldn't say no to Jas. I love her to much to say no to her.
Every party I go to something bad always happens, that's why I don't like parties that much. I still remember what happened at the first party I went to.
-5 minutes later-
I was getting hungry, so I decided to go fix me some food. I paused my show and went to the kitchen. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I expected it to be Jas, so I went to go get it.
I open the door only to see Sora standing in front of the door.
Y/n: Sora?! what the hell are you doing here? Did you run to my house in the rain?!
Sora: yea.. I mean, you don't live that far.
Y/n: but it's pouring down raining and you decided to run here?! Now, what if you get sick.
Sora: well, imma just be sick then.
Y/n: well, if you get sick.. you won't be around me.
Sora: yea yea, now are you gonna let me in or what?
I roll my eyes and let him in.
Sora: ouu! I smell food, whatcha cookin?
Y/n: food. For me.
Sora: damn, so you ain't gone share?
Y/n: hell no, you better make your own food.
Sora: can you make me food?
Y/n: absolutely not. I'm not your hand maid, use your arms and legs that God gave you and make yourself food.
Sora: damn ok. So, you heard about the party tonight?
Y/n: yes, oh my god. I heard about the party. Jas already told me. And to be honest, I might not go.
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RomanceShe perfers Intimacy, he prefers conflict She craves romance, he craves tears Her touch creates warmth, his touch creates pain She looks at him like a desire, he looks at her like an amusement toy Soulmate or enemies? Could it be both or neither?
