"You're gonna break up with that boyfriend of yours." He uttered with a deadly calm voice.
"I am not gonna do any such thing." I gritted.
"Don't make me lose my temper." He moved his face closer to mine.
"Or what?" I challenged.
"Or I will slide...
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"Think I like you best when you're just with me and no one else."
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They say Generation Z are the best at hiding their life scandals and faking their confidence till the last level but here I can't even look directly into my Mother's eyes in the fear of getting caught.
It's been two days since she came to my house unannounced, two days since I lowered my standards and let him touch me.
It wasn't bad though!
It wasn't, but it wasn't supposed to happen.
Thank god my mother wanted to spend time with me, So I didn't have to see him for two days. I avoided Central High like a plague and visited every beauty and luxury shop in LA with my mother.
My mother and sister are fashion freaks who live and breathe in fashion and luxury. I wasn't one but with time they converted me into their mini version and I don't hate it.
Besides studies and reading romance novels, fashion is the one thing which fascinates the shit out of me. I love buying new clothes and posting them on my social media.
But not the normal ones, I'm into gothic fashion. Although I keep my makeup simple, I love my dresses to be dark and gothic which makes me feel like I'm the queen of hell and I absolutely love the feeling.
