bad boy kisses (completed) ✔

3. Oh, trouble has a best friend. How charming.

"I feel so close to you right now it's a force field."

—Feel so Close by Calvin Harris

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"You gotta be shitting me!" I yell at no one basically throwing my legs out of the bed. What happened last night? Did I really go to a party? A party and me? No way in hell that could happen.

That's like if you asked The president of the United States declared that he wants to be a fisherman.

See what I mean?

So it was true, it was all just a dream, a freaking fantasy, all of it the moment I thought was gonna be my perfect moment all vanished.

Dear karma, I have a list of a lot of people you missed and you come back at me again? Damn you, bitch.

I gaze at my front mirror, scoffing at the view in front of me. I. Am. A. Mess.

Surely Max would not have said yes to a face staring back at me in the mirror.

Instead of getting myself cleaned up I couldn't help but cry at my misery. I knew Max was too good to be mine. I knew it, somehow I just didn't want to accept the ugly fact.

Now, look what happened.

A text from someone is enough to get me into working and functioning state and not...lying down and crying state.

I practically tumble over my own carpet as I go to retrieve my phone from my bag.

Holy fucking mother of magazon...

From : Sexy Beast
"Why good morning, love. How are we this morning? Did you enjoy last night? x"

I mentally debate whether I should reply back to this...ah, Sexy beast or not. After all, I shouldn't be talking to strangers.

Oh what the hell, I'm not a little kid anymore. I can handle this. Taking in a deep breath, I began typing.

To : Sexy Beast
"Um..hi. I'm good. Who is this? Please, may I know?"

I send the text and pace here and there, what's taking this dude so long. Finally! After what felt the time of the creation of earth took, he/she finally replied.

So...It wasn't just a freaking dream, eh?

From : Sexy Beast
"Ouch, I'm hurt. That one pierced right through my heart. Damn, it hurts princess. This is your boyfriend. Max Anderson."

Believe me after that I dropped my phone to the floor. It wasn't a dream...fudge.

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So yes, I finally understood why I woke up at 11 in the morning, that's because a) it's Saturday. And b) I had a rough night.

That's all I could come up with. Hey, don't judge me. Max Anderson was with me. That day, when he finally confessed that he likes me...back.

"Sophia, I'll need you to run some errands for me." A voice said a little too soon, breaking me away from my thoughts.

Oh well, hey to you too Victoria.