Note: I absolutely love that quote by Zayn Malik. He's perfect. Anyways, Dear readers, I think that last time I updated was before thanksgiving? feels for like forever and a thousand days for me. I missed writing this story but I'm back! I love each and everyone of you who reads my story and to all the new comers, welcome! I hope you enjoy my story just as much as I love writing it. kisses!
“This is for girls who have the tendency to stay up at night listening to music that reminds them of their current situation. Who hide their fears, hurt, pain and tears under the smiles, laughs and giggles on a daily basis. The girls who wear their heart on their sleeve. The girls who pray that things will work out just once and they'll be satisfied. The girls who sceam and cry to their pillows because everyone else fails to listen. The girls who have so many secrets but wont tell a soul. The girls who have mistakes and regrets as a daily moral. The girls that never win. The girls that stay up all night thinking about that one boy and hoping that he'll notice her one day. The girls who take life as it comes, to the girls who are hoping that it'll get better somewhere down the road. For the girls who love with all their heart although it always gets broken. To girls who think it's over. To real girls, to all girls: You're beautiful. - Zayn Malik."
Chapter Twenty-Seven:
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December 3rd, 2013. - Later that night.
"What did Princeton want?" Emery said plopping down on my couch.
"He wants to come over and talk." I said pulling a shirt over my head.
"Well?" Emery motioned for me to carry on.
"He's coming over to talk." I said in a dry tone.
"Can you guys just date already?"
"No." I snapped crossing my arms over my chest.
"Alright, alright cranky." Emery said putting her hands up in surrender.
The door bell went off, I groaned falling into the couch.
"I'll let him in on my way out, smooches." Emery said skipping down my staircase.
Princeton let himself in my room, he handed me my cookies flopping down next to me on the couch.
I opened the tray of cookies biting into one.
Princeton and I sat in silence, all you heard was the sound of munching cookies.
"I'm sorry." Princeton spoke up.
"I shouldn't have said those things to you. I didn't mean them."
"You know you did Princeton." I said swallowing the cookie I was currently chewing on.
"I'm not going to tell you I'm sorry, I have nothing to apologize for." I said shrugging my shoulders.
Princeton nodded his head falling back into the couch.
We sat in silence once again, Princeton made my blood pressure increase.
"Do you really think I'm going to be a horrible father?"
I sighed setting the tray of cookies on the table.
"No." I said turning towards Princeton.
"You're not." I mumbled playing with the hem of my t-shirt.
"I really am sorry Miyah."
"I know."
Princeton grabbed my hands, interlocking our fingers together.
"I keep fucking things up, I know."
I pursed my lips, listening to Princeton talk.
"One minute everything's fine between us, the next I'm making you cry and I hate making you cry. I hate seeing you cry. I hate seeing you hurting, I hate it."
"A'Miyah I can't explain how much you mean to me, I don't even know how to put it in words."
"Princeton-"
"You mean so much to me, the first day I saw you in school I was drawn to you. It didn't matter if I met you months prior, the first time I laid eyes on you Miyah, you were so different, so interesting."
"From your attitude, to your smile, your laugh overall just you. Out of every girl I've been with, you're the one I'd do anything for, give up everything for."
By this point, tears were coming down my face.
Princeton wiped away my tears with his thumbs.
"You're one girl, I can't get out of my mind no matter how hard I try. I wouldn't want anyone else to have my baby at this point Miyah all I see is you."
I leaned across the couch, kissing Princeton with everything I had in me.
Princeton wrapped his arms around my body pulling me closer to him.
We fell into the couch, I cupped Princeton's face pulling his face closer to mine.
"I'm scared Miyah." Princeton spoke against my lips.
I smiled against his lips, pulling back I raised our hands up quickly pecking his lips again.
"I made Mr. Bad boy fall for me." I said smiling.
Princeton smiled placing his lips onto mine again.
Princeton raised our hands over his head deepening the kiss.
Call it clichè but our lips molded perfectly together.
"But I can't be with you."
"What?" I said pulling away.
"I can't be with you."
"Okay." I said slowly getting off of Princeton's lap.
"Before you get all into your emotions let me explain.
I crossed my legs sitting up.
"Let's hear it then."
"I can't be with you, because I know I won't be able to make you happy like you deserve to be. I'll end up hurting you and I wouldn't be able to live with myself."
"Shouldn't that be my decision?"
"Yeah well it's not."
"Wow." I drawled out, rolling my eyes.
Typical Princeton, pours his heart out to me then tells me he doesn't want to be with me.
Princeton kissed my knuckles over and over again.
As much as I wanted to pull my hand away I couldn't.
"I hate you Princeton."
"I know." Princeton mumbled against my hand.
"I hate you so much."
"I'm sorry."
"Of course you are Princeton." I said sighing pulling my hand away.
"Don't pull away from me." Princeton said opening his arms wide.
I sighed crawling into his lap, I snuggled up to his chest, letting my eyes close.
I listened to Princeton's soothing heart beat.
Nothing was ever easy with Princeton.
I sighed letting the tears fall, I promised myself this would be the last time I ever cried over Princeton.
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Unexpected.
Teen FictionA'Miyah Taylor, has a unforgettable run in with Princeton Tribbiani - Mr. Perfect. Take a journey with A'Miyah as she battles the hell she calls her life. It was what you called unexpected.