6| WoW

62 13 0
                                    


Briana's P.O.V


I open my eyes looking around to know who the fudge is disturbing my beauty sleep.


"What the f*ck are you f*cking doing right f*cking now?" I shouted looking at Blake which was jumping on my bed, grinning.

"Wow, so polite and ladylike" He kept on jumping.

"Stop" I yelled.

"Wake up"

"I'm already can't you f*cking see?" 

"No, go to the bathroom and prepare yourself we're going to have breakfast." He stopped now and started pulling me from my left foot.

"Uggghhh f*ck off, it's Thursday, we don't have school this early" I kicked his hand.

"Yeaaah I know that's why we're going to have breakfast outside" He explained.


I like eating outside, and I like food so, why not?


"You're paying" I jumped from the bed straight to the bathroom not even looking at his reaction.


I know his reaction already.


As always I did my morning routine, including taking a quick shower. I starred at my "empty" wardrobe and chose a simple outfit.


I took my phone and started looking on Instagram and checking every social media app I had. After five minutes I heard Blake shouting my name downstairs. 


Well oopps.


"You're late Briana, You're always late you know I hate it..-" He wasn't stopping so I slapped him right in his right cheek. *Kltash* It was louder than I expected.


Oopss.


"What was that for?" He rubbed his red cheek. Wow I didn't know I was that aggressive.


Okay maybe I'm a little, aggressive.


"You wasn't going to stop talking, so my hand reacted" I cupped his cheeks and smiled. That smile was real.

"Strawberry I hate you. I was going to buy you pancakes with strawberries but I'm going alone. Bye" he started his way to the front door.

"Nooo, you woke me up for a reason, so -" I jumped on his back. He lifted me properly carrying me piggy-back.

"What?" I could see him smiling down there.

"I'm sorry Blueberry" I gave him a kiss on his messy hair.


Yeah I know, I call him Blueberry and the reason is, his adorable, cute, dark blue eyes, are like blueberries. And my lips are red so he calls me Strawberry, funny right?


"That's good" and we started our way to his car. I jumped off his back and opened the front seat.

WaysWhere stories live. Discover now