F O U R T E E N
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i tried to go out today. to get my mind off of him.
i told myself when i got out of bed that he wasn't worth it and i was being downright pathetic for acting so heartbroken over a boy i talked to for a few days longer than week. so i got up. i got dressed, did my makeup and hair, and called alli to make her aware of our last minute plans. thankfully, she was more than ecstatic and told me she would meet me at our usual spot, the hilariously hipster coffee shop vintage paris.
i got up and i walked out the door and that was that.
then, she asked me about him.
just like that, everything i was trying to get away from came back and a frown that would for sure give me a few frown-lines when i'm older appeared. she noticed, too.
in the way that all best friends somehow just know, she asked what he did. yet for some reason i couldn't bring myself to tell her, because even though it wasn't exactly a good-guy move of him to do this, i didn't want her to think badly of him.
and besides, that would require me telling her how he asked for my number.
so instead, i shrugged her off and pretended to get a text that required me to leave immediately. she understood, in the way that all best friends should, and let me go with a promise to call her if i needed anything. she was being a good friend, as always.
which is more than i can say about myself.
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hello, it's ur neighborhood emo, back for your "daily scheduled" update. (update: i probably shouldn't call it that)
i hope you enjoyed this chapter bc i can say that i'm having a lot of fun writing this book ??
wAIT i have a fun fact !! the coffee shop i mentioned in the chapter (vintage paris) is a real place and it's so good. so if you ever find yourself in hollister, missouri...
anyhow, i hope you have a good day & don't forget to vote and comment !!
peace out,,
kylie
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