PRETTY GIRL (Lando Norris)

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Amber Monroe

"Can he be quiet for once?!" I groan to myself and put a pillow over my head.

Why are all of the girls so loud?

After twenty minutes of listening to all of the moaning and groaning, I got up and stormed to his apartment, next to mine.

My fists banged on the door and after a few minutes of doing so, they finally opened.

"What do you want, Monroe?" he snapped.
"For you and your little slut to be fucking quiet." I poked him with my finger.

He smirked at me.

"Like to touch me, don't you darling? I still remember that night when you couldn't get enough of me. I could treat you so much better than the asshole you're dating." he shrugged his shoulders at me.

"You can join us if you want though..." he said, making me roll my eyes.

"Dream, Norris." I squeezed his cheeks, him responding with scrunching his nose.

I grabbed the door handle and slammed the door in his face. They opened before I could even turn around and he grabbed my wrist.

"Don't do that, pretty girl... you don't want to ruin what's mine, do you?" he smirked. This little bitchy, arrogant, selfish prick!

"I do actually." I wink and close the door again, while his arm is still stuck between.

I heard him groan loudly, but it was not the first time so.... i don't really care.

After the little chat with Norris, everything was quiet.

Peace.

All that I want in my life.

Silence, with a hot tea in my hand, sitting in a cosy corner in my bedroom, listening to music and cuddling with my boyfriend.

A lovely boyfriend.

I don't have a boyfriend.
(I don't either😍)

But I think a win is a win. Norris thinks I have a boyfriend. Even though I don't.

Well, technically I should have him, if he didn't dumb me two days ago.

To be honest, if he wouldn't dump me, I would.

Anyways, I couldn't sleep anymore and it was two in the morning, so I really didn't have a lot of choices here.

I could call my mum and she would kill me for waking her up.
Or I could be on my phone until six o'clock, fall asleep after my alarm and be late for work.

I'm a bigger fan of the first one.

Let's get Maman to kill me. Yay.

I called her number and it rang once, twice, three times, then four until the voicemail didn't come in.

I know it's not normal for moms to pick up or even hear their phone at two fucking am, but it's normal for mine.

She may say she wants to kill me, but inside she is enjoying with taking to me. Through my teenage years we usually talked on the phone from 11pm till 4am. Funny, huh?
(my mum could NEVER💀)

I just texted her, saying if everything's alright for not answering her phone.

Oh my God! What if she's fucking?!

No- you must stop thinking weird stuff, Amber. Your therapist told you so.

Oh, that reminds me! If I'll be so honest with my therapist as I was in the last session, I should be expecting police on my door, driving me to psych ward.

Oh, well.

I guess I'll just lay in my bed looking at the ceiling.

"Staring at the ceiling in the dark, same old empty feeling in your heart." I sang, as remembered the lyrics through the things I said.

I love this song. Wait I can't remember what's its name.... cmon.... oh, fuck it. I can't remember.
(she's just like me😭)

Either way, I still can't sleep. Maybe I should just be productive. That wouldn't be so hard, right?

I can wake up now, wash my hair which I was planning to in the morning. Then I can clean my bedroom, kitchen and living room. And maybe bathroom. But bathroom is really messy, so I don't know if I should go into deep cleaning of that.

I still believe that I will find a rat in there, even though some people who kill those animals were here two weeks ago.

And don't judge me, yes, maybe I don't know how to say things, because i'm just not smart. And i'm not a native speaker. I'm from fucking France.
(I would like to be from France😔)

Don't get me wrong, I love my country, but it's so basic. Like people are from Albania, Switzerland, Bosnia, India, Tokyo.... and i'm from the boring France.

Moaning again.

"Oh, for fucks sake!" I yell out frustrated. How can a woman be so fucking loud?! 

The worst thing is, that I don't have the energy to bang on Norris' door anymore. I'll just let it happen. Maybe it's a quickie.

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It was most definitely not a quickie. It was an all nighter. Unfortunately.

Getting up at six in the morning is a crime. Why are jobs so early? I just want to be in my Maman's womb again.
(same😔)

I was almost done with my makeup, when I heard a knock on the door.

I groaned and whispered "who now?!" very loudly. I basically didn't whisper.

I made my way to the door, unlocked all three locks I have and stuck my head out.

There he stood; the whore named Lando Norris.

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SOOOOO????

first chapter, im so excited for the future ones!

if you saw any mistakes, no you didn't, cause im still sick😔

love ya'll xxxxx

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