Hey guys! this chapter is extremely short, but I just wanted to get it out of the way, so I can start getting to the good parts, xoxo.
There are three things you never do in life.
one: lose your moms trust.
two: go a complete week without chocolate.
three: pretend to like someone, for the hell of it.
Now let me tell you, when Monroe asked me out I wanted to run my ass out of ihop.
I’m not the type of girl, who jumps up and down and starts crying and has sex in the public bathroom.
Want to know what I did instead? I laughed. Yes I laughed. Now I’m not proud of it, because the facial expression that appeared on Monroe’s face, made me shut up instantly.
Monroe was being serious. After two months, of fighting, beating the shit out of each other (mostly me, bruising Monroe.) Protecting each other, yelling at each other, laughing with each other, at each other, caring for each other.
Monroe Taylor doesn’t date, he just doesn’t. So what made me different? What made Monroe fall for me, want to be with me, wanting to claim me as his.
What made him do it? Cupid? yeah cupid.
Damn you cupid.
I knew it would eventually come to this, but not as soon.
If this isn’t awkward then I don’t know what is.
this is more awkward than walking into the boys bathroom to pee.
I’m not good with this, the only reason I dated Andrew was because he was my best friend and I actually loved him.
Monroe.. Monroe’s a whole different story, I’m doing this for my two best friends who were stupid enough to fall for him.
Monroe’s eyes watched my face, as I just sat there fiddling with my fingers.
Oh yeah, We’ve been like this for the past twenty minutes, I freaked out and when into a mime.
“Chanel-” Monroe said scratching the back of his neck.
Oh god, he’s going to take it back, and leave me in ihop alone.
“Chanel, look.. I know it’s not the cutest way to ask you out, but I couldn’t wait, I want you so bad it almost hurts, to be able to call you mine I’ll do anything, I know it’s only been two months, but I promise you Chanel I’ll make it perfect, we won’t be perfect, but you’re perfect to me and that’s all that matters- If you say no, I understand.” Monroe spit out, looking down at his hands.
Oh shit, here it comes… word vomit.
“I’d love to be your girlfriend Monroe.” I whispered.
wait what?!
Monroe smiled in relief, before leaning over the table to kiss me, he kissed me with so much force I still felt his lips linger on mine, after we separated.
Let’s make that four things you should never do in life.
four: speaking before you think.
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Charming Taylor.
Teen FictionMonroe Taylor. Known as Mr. Perfect, and for his amazing skills in bed, and not to mention the hearts he breaks in between his social life, Monroe Taylor was every girls dream Prince "Cinderella with her glass slipper, and charming Prince." Girls of...