The next morning I woke up to my phone blowing up. I looked at it. My twitter feed consisted of...oh.my.god. That picture. I ran into Joe's room.
"Joe check your phone now" I said to him. He got his phone out and his face went from happy to shocked in about 2 seconds.
"How did they get a picture of us kissing?" He said looking at me. It was a picture of us kissing on the bench with our ice creams.
I was checking all the comments.
Who is this bitch?
Such a slag
Why is he kissing her
She must be a stalker
Ffs joes mine not that Slag's
Tears formed in my eyes. They are calling me a slag. Then my eyes fell onto one comment.
Isn't it that girl from the room mate tag?
Omg it is. I never liked her.
They know its me and they hate me.
Strong arms wrapped around me.
"Its okay, they don't know you and I live you nothing can change that" he said into my hair.
We cuddled for the whole day. We switched our phones off and tried and enjoy ourselves with Caspar and the TV.
I might add that I beat Joe is Fifa. Quite proud of myself. I mean I have two older brothers.
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I know its short but shits going to go down soon. Jucy doesn't last forever
*insert evil laugh*
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