I Stole His Nutella And He Stole My Heart

I Stole His Nutella And He Stole My Heart (Chapter 5)

I have decided to give you three chapters this week. Since next week I'm going to be busy and probably only make one chapter. Enjoy all these chapters your mermaid mom provides you. Enjoy you mermaid bitches.
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Wow this mall is huge. I think I might just go to hot topic first. God if it wasn't for hot topic I wouldn't be alive. I literal luv would be dead.

"I'm going into hot topic anyone want to come?" I offered while really hoping no one would come.

"No me and Vanessa are going to Spencer's." Why the chuck would Blaze and her go to Spencers? Before I could ask she drags Van away. Ryan chuckle before grabbing my hand and pulling me toward my heaven.

"You don't have to be so rough." I whined. His gazed flickered back to me. He raised one eyebrows and look down at me with a smirk.

"I thought you liked rough." My cheeks started to heat up. God I'm so weak. I need a comeback.

"I do but I don't want you to hurt yourself." I push him up against the wall. Where did this confidence come from?

"Oh I won't be getting hurt you will." His smirk widened. He flipped us both over and now I'm pinned up against the wall. This is a very comprising position.

"Careful Ry boy. You're getting a little too excited over there." I glance down at his crotch area and pushed myself away from him. I threw my head back laughing. This boy I swear.

He stuck his bottom lip out trying not to smile. "You're a meanie!" His hand reached for my waist but I swatted his hand away. Now we were both laughing like idiots in the middle of hot topic.

Our laughing finally settled down. "Where are you going next?" I need new bras and undies so I'm probably heading to Victoria's Secret. Can I tell him that?

"No where particular. Which means none of your business." He lets out a low chuckle. I snap my head towards him. "What?"

"You need to buy bras and undies. I have a sister I'm not stupid. She used to say the same thing when she hit puberty." I mouthed a 'oh' and he just kept on laughing. "Come on." He grabbed my hand and lead me to Victoria's Secret.

"You aren't bra shopping with me." He pouted.

"Why not? I helped my sister. You're my friend and friends help each other." I let go of his hand and sighed.

"Fine." His eyes lit up in a knowing way. "Just don't make me regret this." Then I let the idiot lead me into the place of bras.

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"What about this one?" He holds up a black lacy bra. Jesus that would look hot on me but I'm looking for something more comfortable.

I'm a picky person and after 20 minutes of being in the store, I still haven't found anything that caught my eyes.

"Fine I like that one." I sighed and took it from him. "It's not my size though." It's a 32 b and I need something a whole lot bigger.

"I've kind of figured that. What's your size?" His face was priceless. He looks like someone who asks their mother for the first, if they can go over to a sleepover. I chuckled at his behavior.

"38 c." He looked at me and went off. What is he thinking? That question runs through my mind a lot.

"I found one. You should go try it on first though. I'll search for others like that and I'll start searching for matching undies." He ran off real quick. God having a guy searching for you clothes is so much easier.