1 month later
Tomorrow is my birthday and I still haven't made up with Wesely.
I just got a call from my mom saying that she can't make it but she will send money if I want to hangout with my friends..
It was night and I was planning to stay up late because tomorrow is a Saturday. Then I heard the phone ring.
"Hello?" I yawned. It was 10 at night.
"Open your front door chocopie." I heard the voice say.
"What do you want?" I asked
"Just open it." And he hung up.
How is he so sure that I would open it up if he calls me? But I opened it anyways and I saw him waiting there
"What is it?" I asked annoyed and sleepy.
"Miss me?" He smirked
Yes.
"What do you want? Or else I'll lock you out here." I said.
"Can I come in?" He asked but with a bit of a frown.
"Sure" I sighed in defeat
We sat down on the couch.
"Why aren't you at your house?" I asked yawning.
"Thats.. your living alone right?" He asked back.
"Yeah. I mean Alex sleep here sometimes but usually its just me"
"Can I crash here for a while?" He asked frowning.
What?
"The thing is.. its awkward for me to see my mom and the principal act all lovey dovey when I'm supposed to be used to it by now.. and you know, I still haven't got over of my dad. So please?" He asked frowning. I wanted to agree but I remembered something.
Why is he asking me and not the girl he likes?
"Please." He pleaded
"Wait. Why are you asking me? YOU can ask that girl you like." I said furiously.
"We are not talking about this now.."He sighed.
"Oh we are SOOO talking about this now! You said you liked her and what? Your asking your help from me? I don't understand you!" I yelled.
He pulled me and hugged me.
"That's why I'm asking her."
Whaat?
"What do you mean?" I asked
"Told you she's dense." He smirked.
"So.. does this mean-" I didn't get to finish my sentence.
"No.. I'm not going to say it now." He smiled.
Oh my God!
Just then.. Alex came all drunk with his friends.
"Are we at Britney's?" Alex asked one of his friends. Logan I think.
Who the the heck is Britney?
"No bro.. its your house." Logan laughed.
"But it has a door like Britney's house." He asked confused.
Oh this is hillarious..
"Dorothy? Why are you at Britney's house??" Alex asked looking at me.
"First of all. Its OUR house. Second of all. Who is Britney?" I laughed.
"Then if its OUR house.. why are you with him?" He pointed at Wesely. "Britney? who is Britney? Owh.. That Britney. No one, she is just a person that I happened to know. Used to know I mean, why? Because we were in the stage of where we both love each other so much. Well at least I love her so much after she dumped me to date some man whore I found in her apartment." He said. "I guess I'll go to my room now. Bye Dorothy, bye Dorothy's husband.. bye Logan, bye FOREVER Britney."
We all laughed at him and I thanked Logan before he left.
"Come follow me." I said gesturing to the stairs.
"So I can stay?" Wesely asked
"Whatever.. just follow me."
I guided him upstairs and into my room.
"You can sleep here while I sleep at my little sister's room." Before I got out I felt a hand grabbed my arm and on to the bed.
"No. No. You sleep here with me chocopie." I felt him smirk againts my hair.
"What? No!" I yelled. His grip tightened.
"Please." He pouted
"Ugh whatever.. I'll just get an extra pillow." I sighed. But then he pulled me so we're laying down together but my head againts his chest.
"No.. you sleep here."
awkward.
I ignored him and look at my phone and it says 12.00
"Happy Birthday Chocopie." He whispered. I smiled like an idiot before I got a text from an unknown number.
Unknown: Happy Birthday Bestie!
Seriously? How many numbers does this girl have?
Me: Thanks Scar
It got delivered this time. But I don't want to try weird things so that's the only thing I wrote.
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Tales Of Kisses and Wishes
Ficțiune adolescențiHe hates me She hates me I love him I love her Will I know what he feels? Will I know what she feels?
