Alma
I was laying on my bed thinking about the last thing Austin had said to me in the library. "Beautiful if you don't give me your heart Ima steal it." I muttered to myself. That's from a song! Oh my freaking gosh! He listens to Phora!! I grabbed my phone and looked for the song. I listened to the song 'Secrets' by Phora. I laid my phone besides my head and listened.
"She said, if you knew my secrets I wonder what you'd say. I wonder if you'd leave and I wonder if you'd stay. I wonder if you'd see me in a different way. It's hard to hold this in I think about it everyday." I sang to myself. I zoned the song out of my head and my thoughts consumed my mind. What would he say? Would he still want me? Would he look at me differently? It actually is hard to hold in my secrets. Then again, I don't know anything about him. Well I did but I meant his secrets. I can't just spit them out without knowing his own secrets. What if he thinks the same way I'm thinking? What If he doesn't want to tell me his secrets because he doesn't know mine?
Twelve months passed and ever since he said that she's been in love but everybody has their set- backs slowly but surely he was fading away while she was falling deeper for him.
The song snapped me out of my own thoughts and I took a moment to register the song part. My eyes widened. He can move on! But isn't that what I kind of told him to do? Isn't that what I wanted? It is what I want! I think.
"Do you actually know where Danielle is?" My brother's voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I sat up. "No. I don't." I showed him the note that Danielle left on her phone. He read and then sighed. "Who's the guy?" He asked. "Marcus." His eyebrows shot up in surprise. "He was here only for a day!" He said and I nodded. "But they were friends through text for a few months." I muttered and frowned. "She said she's coming back, is she actually?" I shrugged. "Well lets make sure she does." He grabbed my arm and dragged me to my window. "Jump." Xander told me and I shook my head. "Where are we going?" I asked and he gave me a look that's practically asking me if I was an idiot. "We're going to look for Danielle stupid." I rolled my eyes and slipped on my shoes then looked out the window towards the floor. "Are you trying to get me to commit suicide? Because if you are I'm totaly fine with it." I said kind of joking but he took it seriously and slapped me upside the head.
"Don't say dumb shit like that." He growled and I hit him upside the head too. "Don't fucken hit me." I snapped back and jumped out, landing perfectly on my feet since it wasn't my first time jumping out my window. Seconds later Xander jumped out and landed right besides me. "We have a tree house?" Xander asked surprised and I rolled my eyes. "Yes. Hurry we have to look for her!" I hurried Xander and we passed by the tree house and out the back fence. We jumped over it and began walking.
Two hours, three hours, four, then five hours passed and no sign of Danielle. "Come on, we'll try again tomorrow if she doesn't appear." Xander said and I sighed and followed him back home then I thought I saw something move inside our backyard once we jumped our fence. "Xander?" I whispered reaching out to grab him. "What?" He snapped amd I sighed in relief. "I saw someone move." I whispered again. "You can't freaking see!" He whisper shouted. "Please just trust-" Something snapped, I felt Xander stiffen besides me. "Please tell me that was your clumsy ass." He whispered besides me. "I wish it was me." I whispered back. "That means... get behind me." He whispered. Someone jumped infront of us and a scream escaped my lips. Xander tackled the person and a scream escaped her lips.
"Danielle?" I asked and grabbed Xander off of her. "Yes, it's me." She said in a groan. I pulled her up and hugged her tightly, afraid that she'll disappear. "Don't ever do that, I swear there's nothing between me and Marcus we're friends and I would never do that to you because you're my sister and I love you to death." I said quickly in one breath and she chuckled. "I love you too." She said and hugged me back.
"Alright I want a hug too." Xander pelled me off of Danielle and hugged her. "You scared the crap out me, don't ever do that again." He muttered and she nodded. "I won't, I promise now let's go inside so I can get over a lecture from mom and dad." I shook my head. "Just follow me." I said and I walked towards the tree house. I climbed into it. I got on top of the small room and climbed on the thickest branch. I crawled on it to reach my room's window. I made the small jump and landed in my room. Danielle was next and she gulped. I remembered that she wasn't the type of girl to sneak back into her room at 1 at night. "You can do it, If you don't reach I'll catch you" I said encouragingly. She nodded and took the jump and landed in my room. "Not bad for a beginner." I smiled at her and she smiled back.
Xander landed in my room and then shut the window behind him. "What's that?" Xander looked at something past me and I looked. It was a box and it was on my bed. "Oh yeah, Austin came and dropped it off." I raised an eyebrow at Danielle. "I've been in the tree house the whole time." She smiled sheepishly. I smiled and grabbed a paper taped to the box. 'You never fail to amaze me. Everyday there is something new that makes me love you even mote than the day before.' I smiled and looked back at the box that I just noticed had a bunch of holes. I opened it carefully and looked inside to see the best thing ever.
"Guys it's a husky!" I said excitedly. "What no way!" Danielle looked into the box and 'awwed'. The small puppy woke up and looked up at with his or her blue eyes. "Awwwe!! I want it!!" Danielle said and I shook my head. "It's mine." The dog registered what was going on and began wagging his tail. I took the dog out of the box and held against my chest. There was a pink collar laying in the box. I picked it up. There was a heart on it and it said Lola. "Lola." The small husky licked my cheeck and I smiled. I put her down on my bed and put the collar on her. I do love him, he doesn't need to convince me. He doesn't need to give me gifts I just have to convince myself to tell him.
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Possessive Love
Chick-LitI'm Alma Marsha, the 17 year old popular girl. I'm considered nice and social, I'm liked by a lot of people. Oh and there is this one particular guy who apparently claims me as his, oh but that's not all, when he began hanging around me I got on a r...