Not A Fairytale

Chapter 3

"You got a Boyfriend,
And he's a total loser,
All your friends tell you that he's got no future,
But they like me,
Just Saying!

He barely takes you out,
If he does he's late,
And when the check comes he always makes you pay,
I'd never do that,
Just saying!

You should leave him,
'Cause it really makes me sick,
Just saying, just saying.
You don't need him,
I'll help you get over it,
Just Saying, Just Saying!"

- Just Saying by
5 Seconds Of Summer.

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           "Fucking seriously? I'm about to whack that pretty ass of yours for just always, I repeat a-l-w-a-y-s being so sarcastic. Can you just ever be in a good mood?", he said. "Well as you can see I'm in a good mood right now", I reply grinning. 

            Him. Chris Ames. Is my bestfriend since we were kids. "Stop staring at my face or I will have to report rape case against you", he said. I chuckle at my best friend's obscurity, mentally sighing and observing his amazayn face.

            His face is a mix of a lead guitarist in a punk rock band and a model. I stare at his cute looking face for a moment observing the change. Ohh, he got a new hair cut. So damn cute.

             "Okay Zoe, now that's like the millionth time of our lifetime of you doing that. I get I'm hot and yummy but seriously let the guy have a moment to talk to his girl without being drooled on," he says flipping his hair backwards which is his habitual style.

              Let his hair be long or short he will keep touching them and pushing them back. Its cute though sometimes.

              "Aww, you are such an asshole!", I tell him pulling on his cheeks. He hates it when I do it, therefore, I do it all the time.

             "I have told you before and I am warning you again Zee", he said with a serious tone suddenly, "Don't be with Dean."

            "And why so Mr.-I-know-all?", I asked him. "Because he is an asshole, bastard, motherfucker, douchebag and god know what all other stuff, but the list is end less", he says with a disgusting face and making a rise of temperature in my body.

              Heck to the no, he might be cute and amazayn, but nobody can be talking such kind of shit about my boyfriend. I clench my fist frowning so much I could see my hairs on the top of my eyesight.

               I wouldn't say this was exaggerated nor dramatic. I just love them both the same I guess and I cannot tolerate anybody talking this way. Not even Chris Ames.

               "You need to call the helpline of 1800 my-girl-is-about-to-kick-my-ass-till-death", I raised my voice faintly glaring.

              I know my reaction was over the top but he knew his place in my life. A few incidents have happened and he should know very well what comes of it.

              His eyes bulged once he saw my diamond ring with an engraved Z on it. It's not the ring that made him shocked, it was the fact that he knew how good of a hit I can give with a ring on, and his hands went straight up in the air walking slowly back.

              "Zee, I was only joking! I'd never tell anything bad about him, it was just an accident. He is just so hand-", he stopped midway when his back hit the lockers, he knew that in this space and time that he was dead.

              Dead Meat. Drop Dead Fred. Zombie Dead. I smiled with a devilish grin, raising my fist high and pulling it down in great speed.

THUD.

               A groan escaped from his mouth, while he left his hands raised in the air.

              "I Chris Ames", he cripplingly breathed trying to gain feel of his chest, "can easily state that that you. Zoe Royce is not like a normal human being. You are not smart, not intelligent in life choices, have no common sense and-", I punched his chest again.

            "Ow, ow let me finish! Gosh", he is seriously going on a roll today. "ZOE LISTEN! You may not be intelligent and have no common sense but hell..... You are a great puncher, probably know how to defeat a wrestler."

            I'll give it to him, he knows how to make me feel a little better, I blame his charming looks. "Ah, I am still trying to gain consciousness of my heart; I think.... I think my heartbeat stopped for a second", he dramatically exclaimed.

             He placed his hand on his heart and dropping down to his knees. "Uh oh, I can't breathe," I chuckled kneeling in front of him, our occasional soap opera phases. I sighed patting his chest.

             "Oh my! This cannot be! This is horrific, my dearly best friend of 8 splendid years has nearly come to a deadly unpleasant end! And yet! Hasn't gotten laid for over a week!" I place the back of my hand on my forehead sighing dramatically.

              Chris looked down slowly saying, "Oh my love! Don't you dare give up on me..... *breathes slowly* I will always be by you! Till death do us apart?"

             I laughed one of my 'Why are we friends again? Oh that's right. We're weird' laughs while standing up pulling him with me. So.... We were actually lucky that no one saw. I playfully punch his shoulders again.

              "Ow! Stop it now, we are getting late for class," Chris says opening my locker. "I shouldn't have ever told you my locker's password," I told him jerking his hand away and taking out my books.

              Chris just gives me that 'I-know-you-would' grin. We started walking towards our first class together.

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A/N: Hey Everybody! I know majority of you all thought of the guy to be Dean. *winks* I'm sorry but it was supposed to be my best friends entry. But I promise Dean is making an entry pretty soon!

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Love.