Oh hello lovely! Yeah, I finally am updating this since it had such an amazing responce. Hereeeee we goooo.
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"Tonight?" I asked. "I can't tonight."
"Why not? Have another guy to attend to?" said a very eager Augustus Waters on the other end of the telephone.
"More like a new episode of American's Next Top Model." I laughed. Doesn't he know this by now? I don't go anywhere besides this house, the literal heart of Jesus, or in my living room. He should know he has nothing to worry about. But why should it bother him anyway?
"Sounds like you have a hot date, Hazel Grace." he said. "Maybe even hotter than me."
"Than you?"
"So there is a guy!" he exclaimed. "& he's hotter than me!"
"Aw, Augustus. Are you jealous?" I teased.
"Oh Hazel Grace, you wish." I just had the feeling he had one of his smirks on his face.
"Feel free to join me for American's Next Top Model, but I'm not going out tonight." I said. "That's why I haven't been to the literal heart of Jesus in a while, I just don't feel like going out anymore, really."
"I'll be over in just a miniute."
& of course, he was. By the time I made popcorn & melted butter & built a nest full of blankets & pillows on the couch, Augustus Waters was already at my front door. My dad answered the door & then announced that he was going to bed shortly after greeting Augustus. I couldn't blame him. I hated that ANTM came on at ten at night. I was usually in bed by now, but seeing this show was more important sometimes.
"Hazel Grace"
"Augustus."
"Your couch is especially comfy tonight, I must say." he said, pulling out his famous pack of cigarets & letting one hang out of his mouth.
"Oh, yeah... Well, I like being comfy while I watch TV." I flop down onto the couch & get comfortable, which was never comfortable because I had to luge my tank around with me.
It was a few moments until America's Next Top Model logo appeared & they showed all the models. They were all very pretty, but I can honestly say that seeing their ribcage through your skin with them just standing there wasn't very appealing to me. Doing close-ups to each girl, I make little comments about each one. Until they showed the last girl, I was good. I was saying stuff such as, "She poses well, she has a great body, I really like her." but then at the last girl, I yelled, "I hate her!"
"What? Why?" Augustus asked. "What'd she do?"
"She's just so! UGH! I just can't stand her!" I exclaim. "She's just so hopeless & a bitch! She starts all this bullshit with all the other girls! I can only hope she gets elimated soon."
"Calm down, Hazel Grace. You're fine. I've never seen you so upset." Breaking his eyes from the TV & looking at me, he says, "It's kind of a turn on."
I decided not to look back at him. I just kind of pretended like I didn't hear it. I also tried my best not to blush, but Augustus does that to me a lot; make me blush.
Before I know it, my legs are hanging over Augustus's real leg & also his fake one. But I can't tell the difference. I'm not exactly sure how we got into this position, but we did & I was finally comfortable. This hands are holding into my knee & it was weird. Not weird, but it felt weird. You know how you can do something to yourself & you don't even notice, but if someone else does it to you, it's all you can think about? It was that kind of weird.
