For some reason I felt this relationship was moving fast.
I mean, he pulled his Fifty Shades of Gray stunt and then BAM! We’re a couple. Well, not a couple. To everyone else we were, but I knew the truth.
“Do you need help with your homework?”
I looked up. Nattie was lounging around in what looked like a silk robe.
“No offense, but I don’t think you could help me.”
He raised an eyebrow. “How old am I?”
I shook my head. “Don’t remind me, pedo.”
He ignored me. “I think I can handle it.”
It became apparent after six minutes that he couldn’t handle it.
“What’s this mean?”
I sighed. “I told you, you couldn’t handle it!”
He huffed. “Fine! Whatever. I never liked math anyways."
I stared at him. His face was light pink from anger or embarrassment, I suppose, and his lovely hazel eyes were, for lack of a better word, sparkling.
I burst out laughing. “You’re adorable when you’re mad.”
He looked affronted. “What!? No, I’m not!”
“Yes, you are.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.
“Oh my god, shut up! I need to do this by Monday!”
“It’s Friday.”
“I know! I waited way too long.”
He stared at me. I stared at him.
“Yeah, okay. I’m gonna chill with the guys, call you later.”
And then he was out the door like a shot. Looks like someone’s a little afraid of studying.
I shook my head, smiling slightly, and got back to my work.
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It was quite relaxing to have a night to myself.
I mean, not that I didn’t like spending time with my ‘boyfriend’, but he wasn’t that into watching Eclipse and eating cookies. Or at least, I didn't think he was.
“A Twilathon,” I muttered to myself as I popped Twilight in and got my cookies.
I was busy sobbing over New Moon when someone knocked.
I groaned, pausing the movie and trudged over to the door.
Rachel and Emily were standing there.
"Um… hey. What are you guys doing here?”
On second thought, how were they here? I didn’t know they knew my address.
“The guys are having a night out,” Rachel told me, rolling her eyes. “So Nattie suggested we come here.”
I raised an eyebrow. “He did, huh? What did he say I’d be doing?”
“He said,” Emily began. “And I quote: she’s either reading those fan fictions about that One Boy band or watching sickening girly movies.”
Damn it, Nattie, how did he know?
“Well… I was watching New Moon,” I admitted. “Come in if you want.”
They trailed into the room.
I followed them as we all sat on the couch and I hit play.
“Wanna start it over?” I asked.
“Sure,” Rachel agreed.
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Soul Nate
Fanfiction"But what if I don't want to?" He stood up, shrugging on his jacket as he turned to leave. "Oh, but Amy. You know you do." The deal was I was his girlfriend, for a lack of a better word. One thing I wasn't supposed to do: fall in love with him. Exc...
