Kristen POV
I pulled out baby blue fabric pants, and a white Juicy Couture sweat jacket. I quickly texts Mark and told him that Rob was with me... There was only one small problem there's a 50/50 chance that Clary would wake up... and the door opened to reveal Robert..
"You smell good."
"You smell of hard liquor."
Yes . . . "Don Julio"." He pronounces the syllables with such exaggeration that I have to stifle a giggle.
"Seriously Rob" How did you even get here ?
"A cab"
"Where's your truck?"
"Ashely has it .."
'Okay "
"The room is spinning."
" Oh fuck he's going to throw up" "Okay Robert you need to get up before you throw up"?
He gazes down at me. "you are a bossy little thing . . ." "You're still hot.
Yes And your Drunk..
"Despite everything, Kris, you want me," he whispered, his breath hot and moist against her ear. "And God knows I want you too..."
�Rob, stop.�
Come one Kristen�you know you want to,�
"News flash Robert your not the center of my universe anymore"
"You lost that Right when you left me?"
" You gave me no choice Kristen".
"You had a choice Rob all you had to do was listen to my side of the story."
"But you decided to leave us."
What do mean by us? "Kristen"
"He might be drunk but he's going to know the truth about Clary.."
Chapter Note: I know it's a very short chapter. I promise the next chapter will be longer.
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"where there was fire ashes remain". Robsten Story
Teen FictionIt has been 5 years since the Robsten ship sanked, everybody went back to their merry lives. Except, for her course, What will happened now ...
