Lost (Trevor Moran fanfic)

Chapter 27- Together again

"This one only has one eye I love him!!" I exclaim as I pick a cat out of the many icons on "petfinder.com"

"And he has short legs." Trevor states as he intently stares at the picture.

"Because he's a munchkin cat." I tell him, motioning towards the word "munchkin" in the breed section.

"Cute." He replies. My mom had agreed to letting me have three cats. I begged my ass off for five, but only three. And of course I have to take care of ALL of the necessities and chores. I didn't mind though, cats were my spirit animal (Next to Benedict Cumberbatch)

"How about that one?" He says motioning to a plump black Persian cat with a squished up nose. I squeal as I notice his orange eyes.

"Yasss!" I say, and grab my pen and paper, writing down the phone number, same with one eyed one.

"One more." I whisper as I scroll through the many cats until I find a fat small kitten with red fur. She wears a pink ribbon with a bell around her neck. Her name was Dina. I sat there in awe of how much she looked like Dina from Alice in Wonderland, my favorite book.

I glance at the copies of AiW pictures I painted onto my wall. One of Alice and Dina.

"That's the one." I sigh and write down the details. "Enough cat searching for today." I close my laptop and lean back. Trevor falls next to me.

"So you were right, online school is better." Trevor says. He switched because of the travel that was required in being a full time youtuber and musician. I nod and grasp his hand.

"You said you were bullied." He recalls, and turns to me. "What happened?" I sigh and turn to him.

"People are bitches."

"But what did they do?" He asks eagerly, and I give in.

"They called me a cum guzzling shit face." I admit, and his jaw drops.

"Why?!" He shouts and pulls me into his arms. I tear up at the memory.

"Mitch, I'm serious. I don't like you that way." I assured him as I stepped towards the door, ready to leave.

"No! Don't go! Your the only one I love." He grabbed my arm and pulled me into him.

"You date another girl every week." I reply, breaking his grasp. He grabbed me again and shook me.

"I want you!"

"Your a junior is high school and I'm an eighth grader! It just can't happen!" I tried to pull away but he held my forearms for dear life.

"I don't fucking care! Just kiss me!"He leaned in but I made a fist and swung before his face could reach mine. He yelled as I sprung back and out his door.

The next day.

I logged onto my Facebook to see I had forty three notifications.

Slut.

Why such a whore?

The one everyone thought was pure.

Cough slut

Gtfo friggin whore

And so on until I see one post with seventeen likes.

Mitch Raller:

When fuckin eighth grader ask to pay for oral sex, and then say they've done it twenty fucking times before! Bottom line. Anna Jo is a fucking cum guzzling shit face.

And it all started there.

"They tormented me. Only a few people believed me. Everyday was hell. But I stayed strong. I guess." I sigh and lay my head on his shoulder.

"Babe I'm so sorry. I would have believed you." He says, I chuckle at his attempt to comfort me.

"Can I ask you something?" I ask, sitting up and setting my computer aside.

"Of course." He answers.

"Do we have a future together?" I ask the question that had been bugging me the last few days. Where did he see us? Would we go to college? Would he move around a lot? I know it's so soon but the anxiety eats me alive.

"Of course! Our future will filled with music, cats, and love!" He jokes and I laugh slightly, wishing he would have taken the question more seriously. But I'm glad he said as much.

As we begin to talk a bit more about some song he was writing that sounded amazing, my phone buzzes.

It was a text from Nate

*are u busy today, my mom has ppl over and I'm bored lulz*

*srry girlfriend, with the bae* I reply. I had told him about Trevor and he seemed more then disappointed.

"Who you texting?" Trevor asks as I hit send and the little bloop sound occurs, signaling my message was sent.

"Jack." I lie, as Trevor wasn't to fond of Nate either.

"Cool, so Connor and Ricky just invited us over, wanna go?" He says, showing me his phone where a text right below the one reading "Ur an anus" read "Bring ur girlfeget and urself over here. K?"

"Sure!" I respond. Me and Connor had developed a great friendship over our love of coffee, cats, and Jennifer Lawrence. He also kept me company since Jack returned to Connecticut. It was a little awkward seeing as he was like twenty and I was fourteen. But he didn't seem to notice.

I quick changed into a blue Nike shirt and jean shorts. And we left.

Oh hey look. Em beck.

Sorry it's been forever. School and stuff has been getting in the way and I might end the story soon. It's been almost a year since I started it and it's crazy how good it's done. I remember freaking out over like forty reads haha.

Thanks for reading you guys!

Songs-

Step- vampire weekend

Dianne young-vampire weekend

Do I wanna know-artic monkeys

Bye!