Love's Blindness(SWS,PTV,OM&M,BMTH,ATL,Danny Worsnop)

Attention!!! This is a fanfic. It's not a Brusnop, Kellic, Austlan, Fuenciado, Jalex or any other ship. I'm sorry to disappoint you. But THERE WILL BE some sexy time with one or more of your favorite ships here. <3 You might not know. right? I dont own anyone in this story(I wish i do but, uhm). This story has physical and sexual contact(girlxguy, guyxguy). so if you're not into this kind of stuff, I'm not forcing you to read it. but, uhm.. if you want to. go ahead. but please dont comment anything offensive and bad. This is my own imagination. dont hate me for it. and with that said.... here it goes!

(P.S. if you get confused, Anna/Trish is the same person. Trish's first name is Anna. So, please. Don't hate me for confusing you.)

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Trish's POV.

The alarm rang. "SHIT! It's 10:30?!?" I shout to myself. I over slept. I was suppose to meet with my bestfriend half an hour ago! "Shit. Shit. Shit." I kept muttering to myself. I got up and hurry to the bathroom, washed my face and brushed my teeth. I took a look in the mirror "Kevyn's gonna kill you for this."

Kevyn is my bestfriend. It's kind of awkward to be a girl and have a guy name. But it suits her. And I love it.

I slapped myself mentally and looked at my watch. OH MY GOD! It's 10:47. I'm so dead. I changed my clothes to my usual when Kevs and I go out. A normal denim shorts and a sleeveless top. Put all my accessories on my wrist, quickly put on make-up and hurried to the door. I was about to get in my car when I remembered I forgot my phone. "Trish, you are a dick." I went up to my room and picked my phone. Hurried down and drove to Kevs' house.

As bestfriends, we kept each other's keys. So i looked for it in my wallet and let myself in her house. When I walked in, the scent of Weed filled my nose. The feeling of relief took over my body. She must've over slept too, I thought. I jumped frightened when a voice whom i was familiar with came. It was Kevs.

"You made me wait an hour for you on the shed that we're suppose to meet. Explain!" Kevs said with narrowed eyes and a husky deep voice. For a girl, she acts tough and moves like a man. I looked at her, not knowing what to say. I noticed she was wearing white vneck shirt with vintage prints, matched with a denim pants. Usual. So I complimented her to get out of my trouble. "I fucking love your top, man. It matches you dark brown eyes and your fair skin tone." I said nervously. She rolled her eyes on me and shook her head while turning around to get me breakfast. She already know exactly why I wasn't able to come. For a tough looking girl, she's sweet and caring. She knew I over slept and haven't had breakfast yet. She spoke and ruin my train of thoughts, "Bacon or eggs?" She said. Plainly. I kind of felt guilty. "May I have both?" I joked and she looked at me, "You know what, you're not getting any. You left me out there. I had to get up early to meet with you. And you never showed up. Did you know how difficult that was?" She said almost shouting.

"I'm sorry alright! But, uhm.. May I have some milk though? Too late, I already got it." I said, joking. Quickly snatching the milk on the table before she gets it. "Fine. You'll only have that. Save some for me though." She said smiling. I drank the milk and sat on the stool at her mini so-called "bar".

We ate breakfast. I'm used to her being silent. She doesn't really speak much. I usually do the talking.

"So, what happened between you and tall guy... uhm.. what's his name again?" She said. She's bad with the names, she always forgets it. "Johnny" I said. "Oh yeah, that guy Johnny, he broke up with you? Is that why you over slept? You were crying about him last night? Probably on the phone I assume?" She said, almost sarcastically. She knows me so well. I didn't answer her questions. Because it's true. I did cry about him. Finally I said, "Yeah well, I'm way too good for him anyway" Saying with a half smile, but I know I'm not. I'm so pathetic. Everyone breaks up with me. "Dont beat yourself up about it, though. There's plenty of guys out there. You just gotta find the right one. Look at me and Ben, we're going strong, 6 years now." She said, comforting me. Bringing me to the thought that no one would accept me and love me..."Because I'm pathetic and possessive. That's why." I mumbled beneath my breath silently. But Kevs heard it anyway, she looked at me with concern, I stared at her perfectly dark brown eyes, her fair skin, those rosy lips. No wonder Ben loves her so much. She's a perfect example of a wife. I snapped out of my thoughts when she said, "No you're fucking not!" she thumped her hands on the desk making a loud noise that startled me. She hates when I say that to myself. But I think and I believe it's true. "You're perfect and beautiful. Johnny's a jerk and he doesn't know what he's missing. He's a fucking cunt and a perfect example of a dick." She told me with her eyes widened. I laughed a little because she sounded so good with her british accent. "He is a jerk isn't he?" I told her holding back my tears. "The hell he is, man. Cheer up. You know what, forget the fact that you left me on that shed. I'll buy you a shit load of drink tonight. Yeah?" She said cheerily. Making me smile and laugh because I find her accent really amusing. I nodded slowly at her. She held my hands and stared at me for half a minute. Our stare-down was interrupted by a knock on the door.