The blaring of my alarm goes off and I groan, not wanting to get up.
Today is the day I meet my "boyfriend" and I'm not looking forward to it. Love, in my opinion, shouldn't be bought. Love should just be found. But, what do I know, I've never actually been in love. Maybe this kid won't be so bad.
I make my way out of bed and into the kitchen to eat food. I'm not usually a person to eat super healthy for breakfast. I mostly cook frozen waffles.
I put on my black jeans with slight rips at the knees, my adidas superstars and my adidas originals jacket.
I look at the time, 8:35.
Shit I might be late. I rush out the door and go into my car.
I blast Melanie Martinez and Halsey because they are the loves of my life.
I get out of my car and walk into the building not even stopping to go to the front desk.
I travel up the stairs and into the room where I was at yesterday.
"Hello Megan," he started "he isn't here yet, but he will be soon."
joy
I sit and look at the clock. 5 minutes later I started to become inpatient.
"Hi." I hear and I turn around to see Michael Clifford standing at the door.
AUTHORS NOTE :
IM SO SO SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING BC SCHOOL I SHOULD JUST DROP OUT. no i'm not actually but idk we just had so much work i had legit no time for anything on my phone so i'm uploading :))
