Happily Ever After.. No (SQ to Not A Regular Girl)

Chapter 7

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Angie's P.O.V

"I-I thought it was my phone." I say and he takes the phone from my hand as he places the plate and glass on my bed.

I luckily locked the phone in time, so he can't really know if I saw something in there, although I don't care.

I'm supposed to be his girlfriend so, (1) why does he get so mad I have his phone? (2) who the heck is that whore? (3) I really hope for him he is not cheating on me.

"Who is Bella?" I ask him and his eyes widen.

"So you did check my phone." He looks at me and I raise my eyebrow at him in a challenging way.

"Yes, now tell me." I say and he chuckles.

"Are you mad? Jealous?" He mocks me and I snort.

"Are you for real? You are supposed to be my boyfriend, so I deserve to know who is that whore." I say and he snickers.

"She is a whore, like you just called her, and that picture is edited, although I would love doing that." He says as he looks at the picture and I gasp.

"Why are you talking to a whore?" I ask him and he shrugs.

"She sort of fulfills my needs." He says making me want to throw up.

"So, you cheat on me." I confirm and he moves his head side to side, saying something like that.

"Not that it matters, you don't even remember being with me." He says as he takes a bite from my pizza.

"For your information I did remember something about us." I say and he chokes, his eyes widening in surprise. He coughs and blinks a couple of times.

"What did you remember?" He asks and I shrug.

"Does it even matter?" I say and he takes a deep breath before letting it out.

"I don't." He says and I furrow my eyebrows confused. He doesn't what?

"You don't what?" I ask him.

"I don't cheat on you, she only sex-texts with me; she sends me pictures of herself." He says and I scrunch up my nose in disgust.

"Why do you lie? What's your desire to hurt me that much?" I ask him and he throws his head back as he sighs.

"I don't want to hurt you; gosh this brings me back memories." He says as he looks back at me. I tilt my head to the side and come a little closer to him.

"What memories?" I ask him intrigued to know. He smiles and bites his lip.

"Our first kiss." He answers and my eyes widen a little.

"How come this reminds you that?" I ask him and he chuckles.

"We were fighting, because you were hiding something from me, behind your back, but then you asked me why I hate you, and I say I didn't, so you asked then why I did all those pranks on you and I was an idiot so I said What's done its done. I changed back the subject and asked you what you had behind your back, so you challenged me asking me what will I do if you don't give it to me, so then I kissed you." He licks his lips and I laugh.

"Yeah, I can relate to that, you won't be the first one to kiss me to shut me up." I say, but I soon regret saying that, ups.

He snorts and I sheepishly smile at him. He shakes his head and hands me the plate. I thank him and take a bite from the pizza.