Illusional Love (PENDING)

Fourteen

       I let out a grunt voice as I feel my eyes get hit by springs of water. I cover my face with my pillow and move to the other side of bed. Yes, it does feel like peace. Sadly it's just for awhile before I feel the other side of bed weigh down and I feel a driving-mad bull riding beside me.

       "Leave me alone!" I squeeze my eyes shut as I'm still trying to sleep. But the thing is, the bull riding beside just won't stop. And I don't think it's going to stop anytime soon.

       "Rise," She jumps. "and shine!" Then jumps again. "Wake up you bloody dead Savvy!" She has never stopped jumping and that's making me ferociously mad. Because no one can wake me up like this way.

       I let out a big grunt voice before looking at my right to push her away so that she would stop. Well, seems like luck isn't on my side because she's still there, jumping and calling me to wake up. "Savannah Claire Mills, waaaaake uuupp!" She sings me a fucking squealing song with expectations of me waking up.

        Don't blame me about this. I know it's noon already but I can't help but keep on FaceTimeing with Tyler for all night long because he's just so irresistible. He called me unexpectedly while I was preparing for bed, which we continued on talking for hours until the morning. He said that he had just looked around Costco and then met some grandma that won't stop on batting eyelashes at him. I swear I laughed my ass all night long but I was so tired at 3 that made me have to go to sleep.

But whatever is going on in between us, I have never felt something is enough. I always want more. Not more in the meaning of ungratefulness but in the meaning of more of him. More of everything that's in him. It has never been enough for me, but not like his time for me. I love his attention, his texts, his smiles for me, his annoyed and narrowed eyes, his laughs, his everything.

       But what makes me infuriated this time is the bull riding-jumping beside me with squealing that says wake up and it has been going for like ten minutes now. Or at least I feel like it. Why can't she just leave me alone?

       "Wake up, you fatty lazy little Savannah!" She's still jumping and then I feel my blanket is being taken off from me that makes me shivering by the breeze of air-con in my room. I groan again, louder this time as I hug myself with only one hand while the other hand asking my blanket back.

       "Give me back my blanket!" I yell as I'm freezing. Hell, this is why I shouldn't have turned the air con into 59℉ because it will be so cold because I feel so hot at night that makes me turned it lower.

       God, I'm shaking by the coldness of my skin. It's only between me being lazy and Brit being super annoying. Why do I have to wake up anyway? I don't have anything today. Who cares if it's dark already and I've slept for 24 hours?

       "I know you're in love with the British-god boy but please give a chance first to Gerry. Both of them are nice guys and you can't ignore them like this!" She squeals. And that's when I remember I had a date this evening in one of the café in downtown LA.

       Oh God. I shoot up and my eyes shot open so widely, leaving Brit looks confused like I'm some kind of a mummy that just can take a breath after centuries being dead. I look around to see that it's definitely in noon right now. I'm such a mess.

Then I look at Brit which has plastered a smug face. I raise a brow then she smirks. "Told ya."

I shake my head and let out a sigh before getting myself up as to touch my feet to the floor. "I forgot if I have an evening date today."