I don't feel like a bitch yet.
everything is working, going to plan. I honestly can't wait to see him break in half. he just told me that he hasn't felt this happy since that one day we went to this ice cream parlor, its a crazy story actually.
*flashback*
"fucking hell tegan," it was currently 3am and i couldn't fall asleep, again.
"sorry calpal, I can't control my sleep"
"but seriously! its 3 in the morning, what can we do?"
"lets adventure"
"are you fucking kidding me" calum muttered under his breath.
"please cal" i pleaded
"fine, you're lucky i like you"
i hung up and got dressed. nothing fancy, just ripped blue jeans and a huge sweater that said "Stanford" on it. I don't even know what Stanford is but my brother got it in the mail but it didn't fit him. so he gave it to me.
to: tea
you better be picking me up bc im not fucking driving
to: hoodlum.
you better be ready hood because im coming now.
i went to calum's and honked the horn. calum came out with his hair sticking up, sweats, and a cut sleeve shirt. it seems like he just jumped out of bed and put some converse on.
"you look like shit"
"wow tea, no 'wow calum, thanks for waking up at 3am you are the bestest friend ever' nope instead i get that"
"you know i love you calum"
"hmph" calum crossed his arms and let out a loud sigh.
"you're such a child cal"
"fuck you," calum flicked me off, "where are we going anyways?"
"you'll see" i winked just to pissed him off even more.
"tegan, why is everything a have to be a surprise with you?"
"fine grumpy, we are going to get ice cream"
"what kind of ice cream parlor is open the 3 in the fucking morning"
"my favorite one" i smiled. calum was getting so pissed off, it was great. i turned up the music in the car to loosen up the tension. calum was slowly falling asleep but we arrived at the parlor before he could fully knock out
"wakey wakey sleeping beauty" i smiled, calum was adorable. i'm glad we are friends
We both walked out of the car and into the parlor. chills were sent throughout my body from the cold air. i absolutely loved it here, they treat me like family
*flashback ends*
"tegan are you okay?"
i looked up to see one of calum's friends. greenish eyes with crazy hair. i kinda felt bad that he knew my mane but i didn't know his, but then again, why would i need to learn his name?
"i'm sorry, but do i know you?"
the boy smiled, "i'm michael clifford"
"nice to meet you, and to answer your question im doing just fine"
thats a lie tegan you know it.
a frown appeared on my face.
"well you don't look okay, wanna talk about it?"
"id rather not talk about it with a stranger i met 2 minutes ago"
"well lets become not strangers" michael smiled. he was adorable. it's hard to say no to a face like that.
"well michael clifford, im tegan rickford," i shook his hand, "where to?"
"well I honestly don't know, I didn't think i would get this far so is there any place you have in mind?"
"I don't know maybe we can just drive?"
michael and i headed to my car
"alright michael clifford, since you are shotgun, you must be the car dj," i said in a stern but playful way, "and if your music taste sucks, i will personally throw you out of my car wherever we are"
"whatever you say rickford"
michael plugged in his phone to the aux cord of my small car. the first song that he played was unfamiliar but it was a good song.
"alright rickford, what is this song? if you don't know i will kick you out of your car."
"first of all, if you kick me out we will both die, and honestly i don't know what this is."
"this song is teenagers by my chemical romance. aka my anthem"
"this is a really good song, we should go to their concert some time during the summer"
michael whacked me in the head "they broke up last year"
"oops sorry"
michael and i kept driving for awhile, i still had a lot of gas, but to fill up the gas tank, it costs way too much.
"see anything interesting michael?"
"not really"
spending two hours in the car with a complete stranger may seem pretty weird but michael makes it interesting. its sort of like we were meant to be friends.
but i can't get too close.
last time i got too close, i got hurt.
