The Goldy Project

Chapter 9

All good things have to come to an end, especially when the good things are for me. As I begin to near my home wearing a dopey smile and remembering hazy flashes of my day, I see a familiar car parked outside my house. Immediately my grin turns sour, as I see a devilish looking boy come outside of the car and start to jog towards me.

A sudden sickness feeling twists in my stomach, he ruined my day, again. As he stands in front of me, trying to catch his breath but still looking like a Greek god, my envy grows bigger. How dare he make me change all my emotions in a millisecond of his appearance? How dare he not even break a sweat on his perfect acne free face? How dare he stands in front me after I specifically told him to quit stalking me? Unknowingly I was getting so fuelled up and outraged that I start to splutter words at the effortlessly cool boy in front of me.

"Who the hell do you think you are-"

"Hunter's the nam-"I stop him before he gets to spit out his comedic remark

"-coming round my house, after I literally told you about twenty minutes ago to stop being a stalker. Do you not understand the three words, leave. Me. Alone? Why are you after me?" I take a break to inhale, trying to calm myself.

"I was just checking you were okay since you hung up on me." He says politely, which makes me hate him even more. Why was he so infuriatingly nice? I needed to twist this somehow, he cannot be in the 'right' this time. No chance.

"Ouch. Did I hurt your feelings? Has no girl ever hung up on you before? Well get used to the feeling because I will keep doing it every time you try to contact me. I'm not one of your sheep okay, I'm not hypnotised and entranced by you, and I am most definitely am not head over heels in love with you. So just move along and find someone else who worships the ground you walk upon, because I for one, am not going to do so." I let out the pent up anger which had been building up inside me like a volcano. But after seeing his pained expression, and I almost immediately feel guilty.

"Are you listening to yourself, you self-absorbed git? Who in their right mind would ever want to be with you? I was looking out for you, it's a sort of thing that friends would do for each other, and well I thought that's what happens. I didn't think friendship changed in different parts of the world." I brush his comment off.

"Firstly, when on earth did we become friends? And secondly, I don't need you to look out for me because... I have a boyfriend." As soon as the words leave my lips I regret them.

"Really? Who's this 'boyfriend' then?" He mimics speech marks, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't need to tell you anything." I say defensively, but also partly unsure if Ryan was a boyfriend, I had only started 'connecting' with him today.

"Go on enlighten me. Or are you just making one up? A bit shallow don't you think?" His vicious words stab me, and I can't hold it in any longer.

"GO AWAY RIGHT NOW!" I scream like a mad woman, my glasses are in full steam ahead mode making it very hard to even see his face anymore, completely destroying any cool I had left within.

"Gee, did I hit a soft spot?" He says, grinning at how mad I was.

I decided that if I spoke to him any longer I would pull my hair out. Seeing as he wasn't ready to leave, I would have to. I stomp home, without a backward glance, but feel my temper rising when I hear him trying to stifle his laughter behind me.

"What a drama queen." I hear him murmur. I turn around, and show him the magic finger before turning the key and going inside, hearing him spluttering with laughter behind me.