I finished putting on fresh make up after my shower. My family think I do this because I like the guys that come over. It's really so I could feel pretty, it never works. It's been a lonely start to summer vacation, I was especially grateful when Danny called to save me. With a swipe of lip gloss, there was a knock at my door.
"Hey", I call.
"Hey", he echoes back.
I lead him to my couch, "Treat yourself to whatever's in the kitchen", I tell him. His eyes scan over my body and immediately I feel self conscious.
"You look pretty", he says with a crooked smile.
He's just saying that because we are friends. Because I cry on his shoulder every time some one lets me down.
We put on a movie and dim the lights.
Halfway in we realize the movie sucks, we make jokes at its corny start. Then I remember something.
"Have you talked to Meme?", I ask.
His smile fades and he shakes his head no. I sigh.
"Are you guys still going out to dinner Friday... Or did she tell you the news?", I ask.
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His Sick Obsessions
Misterio / SuspensoWhen obsession becomes more than just a deep secret it's just a matter of time before everyone else is pulled down with you. WARNING: The book is pretty bad in the beginning. Like grammar and dialogue is just kind of weird. Also people can't handle...
