Four words

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Hey reader! Ikik I haven't published a part for months ;(
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'You're just the playboy.'

How could you say that to him?

He's beautiful. He's so nice to you. What's he done wrong?

Shut up.

'Ash honey, I said wake up.' Chimed Mum from the kitchen. 'Pancakes for breakfa-'

'I'm not hungry.' I groaned impatiently.

Pancakes are your favourite, what's wrong? I thought.

Lovesick. Ugh

I clambered out of my plain duvet and rolled onto the carpeted floor, half-unconscious I looked around, my desk, the luminescent light. After I was dressed I slumped down the stairs, slipped on the second one down.

'Mum, what time did I get home last night?' I interrogated.

'You didn't funnily enough! That lovely boy brought you in his arms asleep!' She exclaimed joyfully. 'You don't have a boyfriend do you?' Teasing me.

'No Mum!' I snapped, embarrassed. 'Ummm, what did he look like, just out of curiosity, not like I care or anything.'I questioned her.

'He was very good looking, sharp jaw, devilishly dark eyes etcetera...' she spoke gently.

'Elli-' I half-said.

'What was that honey?' She asked.

'Nothing Mum!' I lied, a little to fast for comfort.

Nothing.

After we had our catch-up chat about school and stuff, I picked up my bag, put on some sunscreen and unlocked the door.

'Bye Ash! Have a great day honey.' Mum said.

'Bye Mu-' I said , interrupted by a tune on the doorbell. I opened the door slowly and failed to look at what was behind it.

It was Toby.

'Hey.' I murmured softly.

'Hey, had a good morning?' He asked.

Yes now I've seen you.

What?

'So, can I walk you up or what? Telling my eyes he wanted me.

Yes yes yes yes say yes please say yes.

'Hmmm, okay.' I answered.

'Pick a hand.' He said cheekily.

'Hmmmm that one!' I said, pointing to his left hand.

He brought out a bouquet of flowers gently from his left side.

'Oh my god yes!' I exclaimed, hugging him tightly. When I pulled away he spoke again.

'Have this one n'all.' Bringing out a trainer box, I prized open the cardboard box with my eyes closed.

'Toby they're gorgeous!' I sighed happily. The white trainers stood out from the box, yelling 'wear me' straight at my eyes.

He's so nice.

Looking.

'You're so damn importa-' he almost said.

'Are you two lovebirds going or not?' Rudely interrupted Mum.

'nt' He finished.

Omg.

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