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*•*•Same Old, Same Old•*•*

I woke up, yawning, as I mumble to myself. "Ugh, I don't want to get up." I rolled over. I just realized my parents weren't home. I got up rushing downstairs, finding the note from my mother.

"Scarlett,
We'll be gone for a couple a days, so behave. There's food in the fridge that's easy to make and if you absolutely feel the need to buy something else there's money taped under your fathers desk. Be safe, no major parties.

Love,
Mom."

It was awesome. I made myself some cereal while blasting metal throughout the house. After I finished eating I texted Andy.

Me:
"Hey, come over today? My parents aren't home for a couple days. So it'll be just me, alone at my house."

I took a shower while I waited for him to reply. I got out checking my texts.

Mi Amour:
"Okay. I'll be over. Just give me a bit." 

I smiled widely at his text, then squealed.
I dried off, walking back to my bedroom naked.
God I love being home alone. I got dressed, blowdrying my hair.

I put on makeup. I put on eyeliner, mascara and bright red lipstick.

It matched my outfit. A black band tee of Asking Alexandria, with red lettering, black ripped shorts with red laced leggings under, and red and black converse.

And of course a few bracelets.

I put in my hair extensions since I haven't died my hair red yet I made it look natural.

I started thinking.. Should I tell him?.. No.. He'll turn away..

I planned out what I'd do... So in case I lose him after I tell him.. I'll have memories..

I took a deep breath after receiving the text that he was here.

I put on a fake smile and went downstairs. I went outside and stood there admiring him for a while.. He seemed to enjoy the sight of me..

I walked over to him "Hey baby.." I smiled a fake smile as best as I could put on.

"Hey", he smiled in return.

"Can I get a few pictures of us?" I looked at him as he nodded. I pulled out my phone as we took cute, funny pictures together, locking it and putting it in my pocket.

He could tell I was upset.

"Whats wrong babe?" He looked at me, picking me up, leaning me against the car gently as he held me by my ass.

"I.. I want a kiss.." I smiled.

He chuckled, and leaned in. He kissed me passionately, squeezing my ass.

After I looked at him, and finally got out the words I've been trying to say all along.

"I have something I need to confess."

He looked at me, worry in his eyes.

"I really like you.. I enjoy being with you, and I think I'm starting to fall in love with you.." I smiled, blushing, as I felt my heart start to break as I looked at him smiling.
"But-" I tried to utter the words out.
"I lied about my age.. I'm eleven.." I watched him. As I watched his soul and heart shatter, he slowly released me. What was going through his head?..

He stared at me. Then I felt my heart drop..

"You're eleven?! Do you know how old I am?!" He yelled, everyone looking at us.
I held back tears, biting my lip trying not to cry as much as my mind wanted me to.

"I didn't want to tell you because I thought you'd be like everyone else and leave me.. Because everyone always leaves.."

"You could get me in trouble for this shit! Do you know this?!" He looked so mad. He lifted his hands to cover his face. I flinched, and started crying. I quickly went inside bawling my eyes out, locking my door.

I ran all the way up to my bedroom, leaning back against my door, inhaling and exhaling hard, coughing to catch my breathe. I curled in a ball and cried more.

I crawled into bed, crying myself to sleep.

"I should've never confessed.."