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My sobbing was unstoppable. I kept crying. My parents wouldn't be home until 3-4 hours so I was free to cry as long as I want. He just tried to kiss me, how could I let that happen? This guy has done so many things to me, he ruins my life to no end. Why am I letting him in my life. He should be like, NOT in my life. I grabbed some tissues for myself because honestly, these sheets are going to drown. I can already imagine the report.

Name: Mr White Sheet
Age: It's a sheet
Gender: Da hell
Cause of death: Drowning in tears of Teen girl
Comment: ITS A BED SHEET

Yes, that thought made me laugh a little. Actually it really Made me laugh. So before I know it I almost die from my own joke. I sigh, I am a weird one. It's actually Friday so life will be nice and easy for a few days. And what do I do when I do do things easily for a few days?
I sit on the couch, grab ice cream and watch some weird movie. Voila. Weird? Yes it is. So a few hours later I am watching Mean Girls. Before that I watched Pretty Little Liars again. I sit on the couch and just as I wanted to watch another movie the doorbell ring. I am
Wearing easy clothes, sweat pants and a sweater. I walk towards the front door. When I go to the hallway I see Samuels jacket hanging there, a bad feeling immediately creeps up on me. I walk towards the door a bit slower now. And yes, it is mr. Samuel Prick the first.

I just stand there, unable to open the door. Not that I want to open the door, I mean. Come on, he's a prick first class. And he's standing Infront of my door. You really think I'm going to open up for him? I stand there hesitating a bit more. The knocking on the door becomes more frequent. In the end my good girl side wins from me. With a loud sigh I walk to the door and yell:

"IM COMING PRICK." The knocking immediately stops and I can hear a muffled grin coming from outside. I open the door and there he stands. Still wearing the same outfit and probably even more hot. Damn it.

"What Is it Samuel?" To be honest it didn't exactly, you know, nice. He looks at me and still grins, I mean how can he keep on grinning. He only grins. His motto is Grinning is love grinning is life. I backup towards his jacket and grab it. Then I go to him and throw the jacket at him. I can see his muscles flex when he catches it and I also find myself looking away at that divine sight. what the hell, A DIVINE SIGHT. We do not look away at a divine sight. I find myself saying that out loud.

"Why thank you."

He then walks towards me.

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