I've lived here for a year now. And for as long as I'm here I'll never call New Jersey my home. I mean come on, I'm a British girl living in the United States...I stick out like a sore thumb. Not to mention everyday someone just has to question my accent...''Oh my god. Are you from England'' no shit Sherlock.
My mum could take me back whenever I please, but there is just one thing keeping me here...Ethan fucking Dolan. Not to mention he's one of the most hottest, most popular guys in school, his twin brother Grayson isn't that far behind either.
He is just so dreamy. God his eyes, hair, smile...I love everything about him yet he wouldn't even consider taking a second look. I'm just a little dip that comes with your side order...used then left a side to be forgotten about. I guess I'm not 'relationship' material, especially not for him.
I put my hair up into a messy bun, throw on a pair of ripped jeans, an oversized shirt and started to make my way downstairs.
''Cece!'' Mum calls me as I'm already half way down the stairs.
''Is that bacon I smell?!'' I shout as I run down the few stairs that were left, grabbing onto the column that caused my body to fling into the kitchen.
My mum is just standing there laughing at me ready to dish up that bacon.
''Mum this isn't a joke. Bacon is the shit''
She never tells me off for swearing, she just raises her brow.
''Good morning to you too Cece''
I laugh as I snatch the plate from her hands whilst making my way to the dining room.
I take a seat and surprise surprise my dad and big sister Frankie are already digging into their bacon.
''Rude'' I mumble as Frankie rolls her eyes at me.
''Good morning Cece''
''Morning dad, wait aren't you late for work'' I say as I point at the clock on the wall. Frankie starts to laugh as my dad glares at her.
''May be I wouldn't have been IF SOMEONE kept their eye on the time instead of the bacon'' me and Frankie just look at each other and burst out laughing.
''Bacon is bacon dad'' we both say in perfect sync as he gets up from the table, leaving us kisses on the forehead before heading off to work.
''We taking my car or your car'' Frankie smirks whilst holding up both sets of keys. She always does that and it pisses me off. I keep my keys in my bag, which means she's been through it...again.
''Frankie!'' I roll my eyes and give her a little nudge on the shoulder as I grab my keys.
''Your car it is then, we wouldn't want that Ethan Dolan seeing us in my so called crap car now would we'' I quickly swing my head round giving her the death stare and there it is again. That stupid little smirk she does, she really knows how to push my fucking buttons.
''Shut the fuck up Frankie''
''Aw don't be so disheartened lil' sis, he's bound to notice you soon enough with that car of yours'' she makes herself laugh so much that she's bent over holding onto her stomach. That slut.
''Bye mum!'' I shout as I hold the door open waiting for Frankie to hurry the fuck up with the hysterical laughing.
''For fuck sake Frankie, you're not even funny''
''BAHAHAHA. Okay okay I'm done...'' thank god.
As soon as I turn around to start walking towards the car, I can hear her snickering trying to hold in her laughs as she walks close behind me. I look over my shoulder and roll my eyes, with that I feel a kick in my lower back and fall to the floor.
''Frankie what the fuck?!''
''Get out my way, you walk too fucking slow. And roll them eyes at me again, I swear'' I roll my eyes again whilst she's helping me up and that dumb bitch didn't even notice.
We get to the car and I hold out the door for the passenger seat.
''In''
''Such a gentlemen'' Frankie gives me a fake smile whilst patting me on the shoulder as she gets in the car and all I could do was laugh.
I shut the door behind her and slide across the car hood James Bond style. I get in the car to see Frankie crying laughing.
''What the fuck was that'' she laughs as literal tears stream down her face.
''It's how I get the boys...obviously''
''I see I see...and that hasn't worked for that Ethan guy yet then'' she continues laughing as I glare at her whilst starting the car up.
''My car my jams'' I smirk as I put my phone into the aux lead and turn the volume to the max before any songs have even started to play.
Frankie smiles and rolls her window down as I'm waiting for the roof to come off.
''Ready'' I put my sunglasses on and turn to Frankie to see she's already got hers on.
''Ready'' we both laugh whilst she presses play and I pull out of the driveway.
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Obsessed // E.D
Fiksi Penggemar''Everybody knows what it's like being obsessed over someone. But nobody knows what it's like being obsessed over you''
