I Am Yours

Six

Helloooo!!!! I am sooo soo happy! I've asked for 30 reads, but you guys gave me 63 freaking reads!!! I am actually doing a happy dance right now and trust me, you do not want to know how this looks like. I mean, my mom came in the room looking for one of her lipstick and she found me dancing happily, she looked at me like I was from an other planet.

Alsoooo, you guys got me 10 votes and 9 comments and that means that there are people out there who want me to keep updating and I am realllly realllly grateful/ incredibly happy for that..

Soooooo, 90 reads 20 votes and 15 comments for the next chapie. If I reach this goal I'll upload as soon as I do and I'll make it (drums, please) Max's POV. If not, I'll still upload, but with the usual Kat's POV.

As usual, me being selfish Andreea, pretty pretty please...

Vote, Comment and FAN!!!!

PS: Stupid me almost forgot, if you know someone who makes book trailers, can you please tell them about my story please please.On the side is my vision of Chloe and the song Zero Gravity by David Archuleta.

Kisses

Andreea

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Six

This can't be good news, this can't be good news, I chanted to myself  as I stared at Max.

"Max, you came!" my dad said as he got up from his seat and walked to Max.

"It's not like I had a choice, edad." Max answered.

He said that word with so much hatred that I had to note myself to check the Spanish dictionary.

"Kat, will you give your new housemate a house tour." this wasn't a question and I knew it, dad never used his order tone to me or Alex, but I heard him talking to his employers that way.

I got up from my seat and signaled for Max to follow me.

"So this is the kitchen." I said gesturing to what was obviously the kitchen as Max took on of the cookies from the counter. "I suggest you don't do that."

"Why not?" Max asked with his mouth full of cookies.

Why did it had to be me, dad?

"You don't want to upset Melinda, the cook. She might put poison in your food." the last sentence I whispered and after that I left him standing.

He was probably thinking how to hide the missing cookie from Melinda's eyes. It took him a while before joining me and I let him to the first floor telling him to whom the rooms we passed by belong to.

"And that's my room." I said pointing my finger to the door and passing it.

"Wait!" Max caught my wrist and twisted me around to face him. "We're not going in?"

"Why will we go in?" I asked, but honestly I didn't want to know his reason. "Whatever, your room is the next one to the right, you need anything don't come asking at my door."

And I shut the door in his face.

I let myself fall to the bed and it surrounded me with its safety, before the door slammed open and I heard footsteps in my room

Did.'t I made it clear enough for Max to stay out of my room?

I ordered my mouth to say something sarcastic as usual, but it stayed close. That was until a pillow hit me.