Emmie -
I watched Amy intently as she spoke to an unfamiliar voice on the phone. I turned my head to the side in confusion.
"Who are you talking to?" I spoke . She looked at me and grinned then returned back to the conversation. I was stunned when she started to mention some of The things I adore.
Coincedence?
I THINK NOT.
"What are you doing and who are you talking to?!" I asked confuzzeled.
(A/N: Yes.)
I groaned in frustration and plopped myself onto the couch and watched her hang up with phone. She giggled down at her phone and then looked at me.
"What." I asked.
"This.." She started.
"You won't regret." She said adding a laugh at the end. What is she on today?
I watched her lanky legs unfold and she stood up , walking in front of me. She stuck out her hands in order for me to take them. I looked at her confused but decided to take them anyway. She hauled me up onto my feet and stepped back from me.
She eyed me up and down before tugging me upstairs to her bedroom where she began throwing different clothes at me.I stood there stuff and still.
"Well..?" She said like I was supposed to know what was going on.
"What do you mean well? WHAT'S GOING ON." I yelled. She raised her hands in defense and backed away slowly.
"Find something comfortable and pretty.. I'll be downstairs." She said walking towards the door. I looked at her like she was crazy.
"Bu-"
"No buts.! Hurry , you don't have long.!" She said before running downstairs. I shook my head and threw the clothes onto the huge bed. I walked over to the door and twisted it.
I pulled and pulled but it wouldn't budge . Did Amy just lock me in ?
"Oh yes , I did." Amy said doing an evil giggle . I gasped like I was offended and turned , putting my hands on my hips.
I done as I was asked and found a black lmfao stop that stopped just above my belly button and dip dyed short shorts. I heard the small pitter-patter of feet and narrowed my eyes at the door, waiting for the guest.
I stood there with my arms crossed and the door opened slowly. My eyes went wide when I saw someone I wasn't expecting..
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CLIFFY I KNOW.
Blame Emmie ok.
-Amiria xox
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Falling For The Bad Boy
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