Kassidee's house wasn't hard to find. It was the biggest house on this street, with a bright pink Porsche in the drive way.
The flight wasn't so bad, besides the fact that I got placed by a mushy couple. The whole time, they were arguing over who was cuter.. and I'm pretty sure they were older than I am.
I got out of my car, dragging my suit case along behind me up the front steps to her door.
I knocked on the door, and waited. What if she's sleeping? I asked myself. I didn't even tell her I would be coming...
The door clicked and opened wide, and who I saw was not Kassidee, but a very attractive male with blonde hair and hazel eyes. May I add he was shirtless.
"Hi, is Kassidee home?", I asked him.
"Yeah, but she's sleeping, Who are you?", he asked rather politely.
"I'm her cousin-"
"Olly?", he interrupted.
"Yeah. How do you know that?", I asked.
"Kassidee was worried sick about you. I saw the video, and she walked in and saw, and she freaked out. I had to hold her all night to make sure she'd stay put and not leave.", he told me.
"What do you mean by not leave?", I had to ask.
"Here, come inside and have a seat. You must be exhausted.", he opened the door wide so I could enter.
I took a seat on their rather fancy white leather sofa, while Kassidee's friend took a seat across from me.
"Wait, I have no idea who you are.", I said.
"My appologies.", he chuckled. "I'm Kassidee's boyfriend, Ashton."
"Nice to meet you Ashton.", I smiled.
He put his arms behind his head, and leaned backwards. His legs stretched out onto the auto man and he released a yawn.
"Excuse me.", he laughed.
"Anyways, she said she was going to leave and go check on you. I couldn't let her, because she-"
"Olly! You're okay! When did you get here? Oh my gosh I'm not even dressed.. Ashton! You're not dressed either!", Kassidee freaked out from the top of the stairs. She was only in a lace bra and her black shorts.
Ashton smiled and stood to his feet.
"There's my beauty queen.", he said.
He took the stairs two at a time, and practically tackled Kassidee.
"Ashton!", Kassidee squealed.
"I love you! I love you! I love you!", Ashton yelled.
Kassidee giggled, and pushed him.
"Ashton, we have a visitor! Let me get dressed!", Kassidee laughed.
"What's wrong with what you've got on?", Ashton asked.
I heard Kassidee gasp, then Ashton cackled.
"Be down in a second Olly!", Kassidee yelled.
"Or two..", I heard Ashton say.
I watched as he held her hand and lifted her up off the ground, and carried her to her bedroom.
I sighed, and sunk deeper into the couch.
"I wish somebody loved me.", I whispered. A hot tear cascaded down my cheek and onto my lips, but I didn't care.
What's wrong with me? Besides the fact that I'm not skinny, why doesn't anybody love me? I feel like I'm prettier than some people, but maybe that's the side of me that's always looking for ways to brighten the mood.
