"so what're u gonna do abt it?", sab asks me, sipping her coffee, laying back on her sofa.
"to be honest, i really dont know..because i really loved her, and i still do, but she's hurt me so bad for no reason, and i wrote a song about it", i laughed.
becky put her hands on her face, "of course you did"
"its called 'bad blood'", i laughed.
"we should fr post something", olivia muttered scrolling through her phone, "like a hangout chapter or something"
"it would've been great if there was like a song just for people to dance to and just ignore all the bad things in this world", becky answered, standing up to walk over to sab's cabinet, pulling out a bag of doritos.
"You mean like, shake it off?", i clarify.
"exactly", becky nodded, eating a dorito..
i took out my phone and started typing..
I never miss a beat
I'm lightnin' on my feet
And that's what they don't see,
That's what they don't see
"whatcha typing?", gracie pops her head in, blocking my view from my phone, and yanking it in the process.."HEY! NO GRACIE-", i chase her around the flat. "why is it nudes", she laughs. "Gracie stop!", i laugh.
she throws the phone to olivia, causing me to get a heart attack for a second.
i stop at my tracks when it rings..its austin.
Gracie's eyes widen and olivia muffles her laugh.
Gracie answers and puts it on speaker, still holding it while i fight for it..
"Hello?"
"Oh hi love", i respond, clearing my throat mouthing, 'IM GONNA KILL YOU' to gracie..
"Just wanted to know when you'd be home"
"in about 10 minutes", i reply while olivia pouts
"oh ok, just checking, i love you"
"i love you more", i reciprocate.
*beep*.
"You're screwed"...i whisper to gracie
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