☆ Chapter 4 ☆ Spin The Bottle Part 2 ☆

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Why Can't You Hold Me In The Street, And Kiss Me On The Dance Floor. I Wish That It Could Be Like That. Why Can't It We Be Like That? Because I'm Yours.

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Don't you just hate it when people make you feel weak, you try your best to change but they don't like that, they just keep pushing you down.

I wasted so much time getting ready, my clothes smell, my hair smells and my make-up is messed up.

Why did I even say yes to coming, people ask me why I don't socialise?

Well this is the reason.

Crying isn't going to help so, I grabbed my hair and tied it into a messy bun, washed my face and walked out of the bathroom I just ran in to, so I can hide from these crazy people.

Before I walked downstairs I noticed something, something I thought wouldn't be there.

On the desk in Aidens room was a box with Mine and Aidens initials, D&A, it was the box we brought together last summer, when we went to the beach. It always reminded me of someone, but I will always remember the face but never the name (*he he Jungkook hehe).

Why does he have it?

Before I walked in I checked if anyone was there inside or outside, there wasn't anyone, so I walked in, walked towards the desk, and picked it up.

It looks the same.

Opening it was surprising,it was just filled with polaroid pictures we took of each other. I took all of it out and spread it out on the bed.

The memories. But why does he have these, wait does he still like me as a friend?

Looking at each one made me think of the friendship we had before he became a dickhead. No one can come here, probably enjoying the party who cares.

Before I relaxed I went and closed the door, then I sat down on the bed and held the pictures smiling like an idiot, it had photos of us, my brother and two other people, they looked beautiful, they were probably people we met randomly at a party.

"Come in here no one can know".

I could hear the muffled voice from outside the room. It belonged to Aiden, he wouldn't know it was him.

I get out or I'll get caught., then he will question me and it won't end well.

Grabbing the photos, I put it back in the box, placed it on to the table and ran into the walk in closet Aiden had, closing it behind me I sat between the clothes that hanged.

Smells so good.

I heard the door open, it wasn't just him he had someone else, another voice, it belonged to a girl, and it was Amanda, the one person I hate.

Why you ask?

Well she made my life a living hell she's worser the Aiden, she is the bad girl, the popular one who had to get everything she wanted and everyone wanted to be her friend.

I don't see why people want to be friends with her, she's so rude.

Anyway, they were up to something and obviously we know what it is.

They had to kiss when im stuck in this closet. You thought living in a room under the stairs was bad, imagine sitting in a closet which smelt like strong perfume. It's not the best.

It went quiet, so me being the stupid one thought they were gone and had to open the closet door....

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