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Chapter 8 ~ Kissing In Cars

Leslie ~ 

I had gone throughout three boxes of chocolates, two tubs of vanilla ice cream and four huge bags of Doritos that day. I felt fat but I didn't care, greasy and unhealthy was what I needed right now. It would also be good to have a stereotypical gay best friend to cuddle and watch 'Mean Girls' with, but, hey. You can't have everything now, can you? 

I wondered where Cameron had went, she'd never been away from home before. Well, apart from coming to my house for a few sleepovers, which her parents really didn't like. Her parents were so weird. They called me a demon. I'm pretty sure I'm not a demon. 

Maybe...

I decided to call Cameron, I was worried about her and I didn't want to cause her parents to worry too.

Ring...Ring Ring...Ring Ring...Ring Ring...Ring... Hi, It's Cameron here. Sorry I can't take your call right now but text me or leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Bye. BEEP.

"Hi, Cameron. It's Leslie. I just want to let you know that I'm worried about you and I hope you're safe. Please text me or call me as soon as you get the time because I'm worried sick and I don't want your parents in the same way...um, bye." 

It wasn't the best message but it got the point across I guess.

I retreated to my messy bed and cleared the rubbish from it, tossing it in the trash. I had four missed calls on my phone from Ethan and they were all at least two hours ago, I didn't care about him. He cheated and I wasn't going to stand around and let him play me at his little game. May god help the next girl that falls for his adorable smile...

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Ethan ~ 

Wishing I'd woke up on the wrong side of my own bed, I woke up on the wrong side of Flora's. I know what you're thinking: This guy is a total asshole! 

Really, I'm not. I'm just a confused guy that gets sucked in by Flora Richardson's eyes. I know, what a lousy excuse but that's the truth and if you don't believe me...Well, I don't blame you. But that's not the point! 

"Hey, Ethan...Babe?" Flora moans from the other side of her bed. I winced at her squeaky voice slightly and flipped my hair over my eye. Pulling my boxers and tshirt on. 

"I'm going home, Flora. This is wrong." I sighed, trying to slip into my skinny jeans quickly but failing and ending up laying on the floor with them around my knees and a sore head. 

"Smooth..." Flora giggled. 

"Shuddup!" 

"So, why're you going home?" She asked, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"To try and get my GIRLFRIEND back." I said, in a matter-of-factly tone. 

"She dumped you." Flora rolled her eyes. 

"Because of you, whore!" I spat.

"Only for you, Ethan." She fluttered her eyelashes at me and then stole my shirt from me. Slipping her panties on with nothing else but my t-shirt. 

"Go find yourself another one, I have a drawer full of your t-shirts here because of your 'Times Of Need'." She stated.

If Leslie had of heard that, she would've went through me. 

Believe me, It's not like I wanted to cheat on Leslie. It just sort of happened and I hated myself for it. I was a horrible person. I'd told Leslie I loved her and then slept with her ex best friend behind her back. Leaving her to hang with the school nerd.