21st of April
I've been hanging out with Alyssa all day. Everything's fine now, it's like nothing bad has ever happened between the two of us which is fine by me. We spent the morning at Mia's seeing as she practically lives there and I've run out of weed and needed a restock. The four of us (Wayne included) were in the lounge listening to Mia's playlist smoking weed. I love moments like that. Nothing else matters. Fuck the rest.
I've got to say this: Wayne is the ugliest wanker I've ever seen. His teeth are fucked. He's what, only twenty five and already his teeth are fucking black like he munches on coal. He shaves his head so he's basically a skinhead and he has all these stupid tattoos scattered across his arms and chest and shows them off like they cost him more than ten quid a pop. He's a joke. I really don't see how someone as stunning as Alyssa downgrades to a rat like him it's beyond me.
Mia's supposedly in college so fucked off around half ten with the aim of making it to her ten past eleven class. I highly doubt she made it. Wayne decided that eleven was a good time of day to start conducting business so Alyssa and I moped off, going to Costa and getting take away drinks. We kind of just walked for a while with no set destination in mind but I just like being in her company.
She was telling me about her older sister who's got three little kids and yet she's gone back to college to study beauty therapy. I don't even find the motivation to go and I got no kids. Alyssa seems to light up when she gets talking about makeup and nails. She's in her element.
"Why don't you do it too?"
She laughed me off but it makes perfect sense. "I dunno if I could do it on someone else."
"Try it on me, I'll be your model." I should be embarrassed by how quickly I volunteered to hand myself over to her. Thinking about it kind of gives me shivers like it's hot, I'd love her to be that close to my face.
She'd laughed it off and put herself down and it winds me up. It's not a joke she could do something, anything better than mope around after Wayne. I should bump him off just to give her a better chance at life. I'm not being serious by the way if anyone's reading this.
I wanted to kiss her so bad today, it was almost a physical pull I felt towards her. I wonder if she felt it too because I feel like there's definitely something between us. I wish things could be so much simpler and easier.
Fuck!!!!
I should have just kissed the bitch.
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