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

Chapter 10

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Angie's P.O.V

"Do you love me?" His question keeps repeating in my head and I can't find any words to say, I mean I can, but I'm way too surprised.

'Do you love me?' I-I… From where did that suddenly came? Uh… What did just happen? Uh... I'm speechless, I can't think, I can't nothing, his question really took me by surprise .

"I-I…" I stutter and he looks at me with his eyes full of hope?

"Do you?" He asks as he licks his lips and seems to become nervous. Well, I'm nervous too, I'm dumbfounded, but that doesn't mean I don't know the answer. I know what I feel, I wish I didn't. but I'm also glad I feel it, I'm mixed up from a lot of feelings, I'm going to end up becoming crazy.

"You know what, I shouldn't have asked you this, I'm sorry." He says and he was about to get up, but I stopped him.

"No, don't leave, I want to answer." I say and he seems sort of relieved, I take a deep breath and let it out.

"Okay," I smile at him in a reassuring way, "I'm confused, there is a lot of things going on at the moment, I'm surprised I'm not in a madhouse, yet, I-." I stop to take another breath as he intently watches me and hears me.

"I won't lie, I do, no matter how much I try to deny it, I do, and I admit I'm not so happy about it, since the first moment I saw you I sort of hated you, I actually still do every time you act like a dick, but then when you are all sweet, cute, caring…" I stop as I see him smile. One of the cutest smiles ever.

"Yeah, like that," I point at his smile and he chuckles, "When you are like that you make my legs feel weak, and I hate you even more because of that, you make me so mad, I do, I do love you, gosh, and I hate you because of that." I say and he bites his lower lip.

"You should know that I l…"

"Justin! You little bitch!" I hear his voice and Justin groans.

"We will continue this later." He says and gets up leaving my room.

I know that he was going to say that he loves me too, but no, I don't want that, I'm glad he didn't said anything, I don't want to make us official, I want to stay like this till I figure everything out. I think I'm going to explode with all of this going on.

I sigh and get up from my bed, feeling that I need a shower. I go to the bathroom and run a hand through my messy hair; I look at myself in the mirror and see that my cheeks are in a pink shade.

Damn it Justin!

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I wrap a towel around my body and take the hair brush. I brush my hair and suddenly hear some noises coming from my room. I shrug it off thinking it might be Justin looking for his phone or something.

The bathroom's door opens and I gasp as I see Tom. He smirks as he looks at me up and down at I glare at him.

"What are you doing here?" I whisper yell at him. This can be considered as harassing someone, and I have no problem with calling the police. What the hell is his problem?