Good times.

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During this whole week.. Me and John have been getting closer. Not at school. But out of school. I dont really know why he doesnt act so nice and close to me at school.. I really dont know. I wonder why he doesnt. But he does act nice to me when his not at school. Its crazy. We have done most of our group project, and its nearly finished; finally. Its not that i dont like being with him.. Its just that, its very boring. Not only have we been developing on the project, but ive been developing more feelings towards him.

I hate that i love him.

I hate him.

I hate him.

I hate him.

Well, i hate that i love him. I hate that i love John. I hate that i love John Pearce.


My mind, my brain was bombarded about him. I think about him a lot now. I dont know why.. I dont love him, do i? I just dont want to admit that i love him. I love him though. Im just freaking crazy.. His just got me wrapped around his finger. No, actually.. His nice, he wont do that.

I groaned loudly, as i rubbed my temples, trying to relieve some stress. I got up, i was happy because theres no school. I smiled at the thought of that, as i opened my door slowly, tip-toeing downstairs, and into the kitchen. Depression? Grab a tub of ice-cream. Its good that my dad works today, so i can do what ever i want. I sat down on my black cushion-y sofa, as i grabbed my spoon. I opened the tub of vanilla and chocolate flavoured ice cream and ate like a pig. Actually.. I dont know why im in depression. Okay. I do. Its because.. I dont want to hack this but, but, im jelous of John. Theres this new girl bitch; Amanda Sandiago.

Shes beautiful though.. John would definately choose her over me. Im sure of it. Well ofcourse i should be sure, because he does and he did.

All these depressive thoughts filled my mind all over again, as i switched the tv on. I shoved the spoon into the vanilla side and brang it to my mouth. The stress was relieved as the cold ice-cream ran down my throat. I stiffened quickly as the door bell rang. What the-? I got worried.

1. I looked freaking horrible.

2. What if its a spastic person coming to kill me?

3. The house is a mess.

I quickly rushed over to a mirror. Fixing my hair. I then walked over to the door, looking through the peep hole. JOHN PEARCE. omg.. What is he doing here? The butterflies filled my stomach, as i ran over  to the lounge room. I grabbed the spoon and the ice-cream, rushing back to the kitchen. Throwing the spoon in the sink, and the ice-cream in the freezer. By the time i was at the door i was breathing heavy. I unlocked the door, and opened it slowly.

"Oh.. hey John.." I said panting / breathing heavily.

John eyed me quickly, as he looked at my messy hair, and clothes. He knotted his eyebrows.

"Am i- Uh, interuppting you?" He said cringing his eyebrows, as he pointed at me.

"What? As in what?" I blurted out.

"I mean as in.. Do you have someone over and you guys are.." He continued.

"Oh my god. You wouldnt think that would you? Seriously? No way.. I dont have a boyfriend or a 'guy'. Im single ready to mingle." I explained goofily.

"Ohh okay." He sighed loudly in  relief.

I looked at him confused, but happy inside. HE WAS HAPPY I WASNT.. Y'know..

"So whats wrong?" I smiled.

"I was going to ask you if you wanted to do something.. Like go out to the shops?" He suggested.

I smiled cutely, before answering; "Yes ofcourse i will. Come in, sit in my lounge.. While i get changed." I replied as i moved over to the side. He got in, making his way to the lounge as i rushed upstairs. I smiled as i went up.

So, what to wear? I went into my closet, as i eyed all my clothes. I picked out a outfit, as i rushed to my bathroom. I opened my hair from my hair tie, and let my hair fall loose. I brushed my hair quickly, then brushed my teeth. I grabbed my perfume, pressing the top of it. I then rushed out of my room. I went to my lounge to see John sitting down on his phone.

"Im done." I smiled as i walked out to wear my shoes.

He also followed me, wearing his shoes. I took the keys and locked the door.

"So which shop?" I asked as we walked to the pathway.

"Uhh.. Parramatta Westfield?" He smiled as he looked at me.

"Yeh, thats good." I replied as we made our way to the bus stop. Waiting for our bus to arrive.




Its been 2 hours since we've arrived at Westfield. Its been good. I love spending time with him.. His just, so, so, so cute. I stared at him adoringly as he picked out a few t-shirts.

"Do you think this would look nice on me?" He asked me, as i quickly looked at the t-shirt.

"Everything looks good on you. Go try it?" I laughed.

He nodded his head as he walked over to the change rooms, as i followed. I sat on the stool, as i waited for the beast to come out. The door unlocked and he walked out. My mouth fell open as the t-shirt stuck to his muscular figure, showing off all of his toned muscular abs. I nearly died there. The oxygen died in the shop, and i lost balance. I was about to fall off.. I am fangirling at the moment.

"Wow..." I chirped.

He laughed as i couldnt get my eyes off him.

"Ill buy it, as you cant get your eyes off me." He said as he laughed.

"I am not looking at you!" I insisted.

"What ever makes you sleep at night." He winked as he got back into the change rooms.

'You make me sleep at night baby.' I wanted to blurt out, i was tempted. He got out, and we walked over to the counter. His eyes caught a girls blouse as he excused the cashier. He went and grabbed one, telling me to try it on. I groaned loudly, as i grabbed the blouse. I went over to the change rooms. I wore the blouse, as i looked at my self. I fixed my hair, and brang it to the front. I did look good. I smiled, as i walked out. I saw John infront of me, as he sat there looking at me. His jaw literally dropped.

"Oh my god.." He groaned.

I laughed loudly as i came to him. Looking him in the eye.

"What do you think of me hun?" I winked as i went up to him. I closed his mouth as i laughed.

"You look amazing.. Im buying it for you." He smiled.

"NO! I pay." I insisted.

"I am." He protested.


He won. He brought me the blouse. We walked out, and made our way to the movies. We brought 2 tickets to watch 'The devil inside' . I didnt want to watch it.. But i had too.


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