A couple weeks past and things were going great with Blake and I. Luke wasn't trying to flirt with me anymore and he was staying out of our relationship. It was Saturday and I literally had nothing to do.
I decided to straighten my hair and put it in a half ponytail. It looked amazing. I got on my red and black checkered flannel and Hollister skinny jeans with black vans. All of a sudden I heard the doorbell.
I walked up to the door, opened it and got surprised from what I saw. Luke was standing at the door.
"Hey princess, you look beautiful."
Ugh why is he here what could he possibly be telling me.
"Can I talk to you?"
"Sure" I let him in and closed the door behind him.
"Are you going to tell me or what?" I scoffed.
"Okay. It's about Blake."
Right then and there I wanted to slap him. Of course it was about Blake. "If this is about Blake cheating on me I don't want to hear it."
"I'm just trying to look out for you."
I honestly wanted to laugh.
"I'm telling the truth. Ever wonder why he never hangs out with you on the weekends or why he hasn't even took you on a date?" "He's got another girl on the line." All in trying to say is that you deserve better than that. He said with sympathy.
I don't know who to believe anymore I sank to the ground realizing that some of that is true.
I soon came to realize that the worst is yet to come.
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Teen FictionHe walked me up against the wall. He picked my legs up and put them around his waist. The bad boy was kissing me.
