I AM THE WORST AUTHOR EVER.
I'm so sorry, it's been a week oh my god. I've just been so busy, forgive me? Hopefully? Don't kill me?
Song of the chapter-Free Fallin by John Mayer because she's a bad girl for breaking his heart.
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Life is too good right now.
Don't get me wrong, I love it. But... I know it can't last. It never lasts with me. Something always goes wrong.
Right?
"Alyssa!"
I snap out of it and look up at my beautiful boyfriend with a smile. "Hi, sorry. I kinda zoned out, but you probably noticed."
He just chuckles and kisses me lightly, earning complaints from everyone else. I turn to Navery with an eyeroll. "Come on, don't act like you've never done PDA." They just blush and I giggle.
"Aw, come on, don't be so mean," Liam complains and I just raise an eyebrow.
"You sure do complain a lot." This prompts a pout from Liam and laughs from everyone else.
Yay I'm funny again!
I think.
"I'm bored," I whine like the toddler I am inside.
Liam glances up from his phone. "Apparently there's a 5K today, and everyone who participates gets free ice cream."
My eyes light up at the prospect of food, along with everyone else in the room. "LET'S GET IN SHAPE!" Louis cheers and I look at him.
"Round is a shape." Everyone giggles at that and Harry leans to whisper in my ear.
"Beautiful is a shape."
This boy will the death of me.
I must look swoony, because when I recover a bit everyone is staring at me. I blush and glare at them. "Don't judge me, Harry's being adorable! Now, are we running or not?"
"LET'S DO THIS SHIZ!"
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"I'm going to die."
We're all standing at the starting line, just kind of awkwardly copying the stretches that the people who know what the hell they're doing are doing.
"Same here," Avery giggles and high-fives me. I swear, ever since Navery got more serious she's been the giggle at child ever.
HONK!
Well I guess we're running now.
DYING OF DEATH.
SOMEONE SAVE ME.
I NEED A MAGICAL UNICORN PONY.
WHY AM I DOING THIS.
WHY IS THIS RECREATION.
IM AN IDIOT.
ROUND IS MOST DEFINITELY NOT IN SHAPE.
GOD MONKEY THE FINISH LINE LOOKS SO FAR.
THREE MORE STEPS... IM NOT GONNA MAKE IT...
Victory!!!!!!
I stumble over to where everyone else is waiting for me since I'm a turtle.
I grab onto the closest person, panting hard and completely leaning on them. Falling, falling, FALLING! We hit the ground in such a way that I land on top of them, and momentum makes our lips touch...
I know this kiss.
Fudge.
I'm kissing Zayn.
Why am I not moving?
WHY ARE WE STILL KISSING?!
See, I told you nothing good ever lasts.
ALYSSA LYNNE STOP IT.
Oh god, I'm screwed, he's actually kissing me now, why is he such a damn good kisser?!
And I'm kissing back, lovely...
This is so nice, I'm laying on top of my ex, kissing him, on a parking lot, in front of all of my friends, INCLUDING MY AMAZING BOYFRIEND.
Did you detect my slight sarcasm? Oooh, more sarcasm. Yay.
WHY HAS NO ONE STOPPED ME YET? GET IT TOGETHER WOMAN, PULL BACK! NOW!
I finally do, dizzy as hell. I avoid making eye contact with anyone and attempt to stand up.
Wait, I just ran a 5K. There's no way I can run away.
Oh fudgesicles.
I eventually manage to get up, and hesitantly look at everyone. The looks I get hurt more that anything, even more than my muscles. I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. There's just nothing to say.
"I-I'm sorry," I choke out before the tears start streaming and I run off, terribly I might add.
This will end well.
Not.
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...Does the longer chapter help?
Yes, I know I'm absolutely the most horrible author ever. I haven't updated in over a week. I'm awful. I know. Please forgive me?
The 5K is based off of today cuz I ran a 5K today... I didn't make out with any hot boys in the parking lot though. Not sure if that's a good or bad thing.
So, yes, I hate her too right now. I just hate her life lol it sucks. Okay so don't kill me and you're welcome Zalyssa shippers.
--Nat
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FanfictionAlyssa is just your average 18 year old girl with huge dreams. But, every story has a twist. Right?