Chapter three

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Natasha's P.O.V

I slowly crack my eyes open. I check my phone and Text Trevor

"Hey Trevor good morning! How are you"

While I wait for a response I think about trevor he's perfect. But he's too good for me. I don't have a chance he probably has a girlfriend. I get up and stretch. I put a shirt on and grab my laptop I decide to put on a motionless in white album and get water. I'm not really hungry this morning. I realized Trevor texted me back. And being honest I freaked out a little bit. I haven't talked to many people like him before. He's sweet.

"Hey, good morning to you too and I'm good, how are you?"

"I'm great :)"

"I was wondering if you wanted to come over here today? Anytime is good, I don't have much of a life outside."

"Maybe I'll come by in a few hours if that's good?"

"That's good, I did say anytime ^-^"

"I always just like to check"

"I'm serious you are the sweetest person I've talked to in literally years. You are so respectful of everyone's own lives. I wish there were more people like you!"

I reread what he said. Did Trevor really did say that about me? He really thinks I'm respectful and sweet? Why does he do this? I just want him to be mine I wish he could think the same about me. He could? Oh. Natasha who are you kidding I laugh to myself. He would never like you. Well I should probably get ready.

"Aww thank you so much Trevor that means a lot <3
I'm gonna go take a shower"

"I think I should do the same"

That's the second time I did that. Crap. I need to stop sending him hearts. I'm an idiot. He just could take is as being friendly. I hope. I go and take a shower for about 20 minutes. Longer that usual.
I'm not sure, I mostly thought about it if I could just let it go I like Trevor. Maybe I could tell him when we know each other better? You never know.
I think I'll keep it to myself now. Maybe I'll take the risk one day, I got a chance he'll like me.
Either he does or doesn't. Simple

I get out of the shower and do my hair. It takes me a bit longer because I didn't dry it very well today. Who cares. I put on a sleeping with sirens I had shoved in the back of my closet I've been looking for. I almost forgot it was back there. I think Trevor said something about sleeping with sirens the first time I talked to him. I just put on jeans and sit on my bed with my laptop for a bit.

I stay here for about an hour and watch some YouTube videos. I get a text from Trevor.

"Hey Natasha ugh my straightener isn't working this day already went down hill"

"You don't need a straightener for your hair I'm sure it looks perfect when it's not ^-^"

After I sent it I rethink it. It seems a bit flirty to me.
Too late now I guess. Maybe he wont notice. I know if I think before I send anything to him it will never get sent. So I just send it anyway.

"It's not really. I look like a hobbit. Or I look like I just got hit by a car. Either way my hair cannot be seen by any other life form"

"Please can I see your hair? I'm sure it looks fine!"

"Well I'm not sure. Maybe. I guess so. I never let anyone see my hair like this. I never give anyone the privilege to see my hair. Well you can come over whenever you're ready too ^-^"

I just let that sink in. I cannot get enough of him
He's so different he seems a bit insecure that might just be me. You never know anything about anyone until you get to know them. I decide to go over To Trevors in a minute so I slip on my shoes and walk over there. Right before I close the door I remember I set my phone on my bed. I run back in and grab it.
Okay I can leave now.

I walk over and knock on the door. When the door
Opens I see the most adorable tall figure standing in front of me. Trevors hair is so perfect that way. I just want to hug him and never stop. He's so cute and I don't think I'll ever get over it. He smiles. His smile seems a bit week. Again it seems a bit fake to me. He still looks a bit sad. I'm still not sure. I know how it feels so I'm not too bad at telling when I see a fake smile. You never know who is hiding someone underneath their smile.

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Chapter three is done.

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