Only A Kiss (Jaeden Lieberher/Martell) COMPLETED

5

Daisy's P.O.V.

"Everyone set their tickets on the table and get ready to start counting in three, two, one, Go!" Jack screamed and we all slapped the tickets on the table and started counting.

Not one word was said between all of us. We were too concentrated on counting. All you heard was a slight mumble of numbers.

Jaeden and I split our number of tickets and counted them. By the end, Jaeden and I had 3,522 tickets altogether.

Oh yeah forgot to mention, Jaeden won the spin the wheel thing 3 other times so... yeah that explains a lot.

"Alright, Wyatt and I had 839 tickets altogether." Jack triumphantly said.

"Weak! Chosen and I had 1,327!" I laughed at Finn. "What's so funny?"

"Jaeden and I have 3,522 tickets." Finn threw his hands in the air.

"So he gets a kiss by the new girl, wins for the first time, and breaks the record! You are on a streak my boi. Don't screw this up." Finn patted him on the back putting the tickets in his hands.

I could feel my face heat up. I'm guessing they all knew.

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I gave them all a hug goodbye and started riding my bike home with Chosen.

"You two are too cute." Chosen started.

"How?" I questioned him.

"The way he is protective over you is always watching you, and you blush whenever anyone brings it up." I blushed.

"How is he protective?" I asked.

"Whenever any of us get close to you at all, he gets super jealous. He gets all straight-faced and gives a death stare." Chosen finished. I rolled my eyes. "You don't have to believe me. Just stop and look tomorrow." He chuckled.

"I will."

"Anyways how was your first arcade day with us?" Chosen asked.

"It was really fun. I don't think I have ever had that much fun." I confessed.

"That's great. Well, I'll see you tomorrow." He waved as I pulled up to my house.

"Ok. Bye." I rode up my driveway and put my bike up. I walked into my house.

"Hi, sweetie. How was it?" My mom asked. She was currently on the couch eating strawberries.

"It was fun but I'm tired. I'm gonna go to bed." I gave her a hug and went up to my room.

"Good night. Love you." She said.

"Love you two." I walked into my room, closed and locked the door. I walked up to my full-length mirror, looking at myself. I smiled for a second but it quickly faded.

Look at what they did to you! You're getting your old stomach back.

It's not their fault. I should have known one piece of pizza is too much. It's my fault.

I took off my crop top feeling ugly in it. I examined myself from the side.

Ugly.

Fat.

Imperfect.

All the words he once said is true.

No, it is not. You just need to watch out.

I felt nauseous all of a sudden. I ran into my bathroom, lifting the toilet bowl lid up, and puking up all I had left in my stomach. I had an ounce of pain in my stomach until it left. I sat next to the toilet, flushing it, and cleaning my lips.

My eyes burned and soon tears poured out.

I will never be good enough for him. I should have listened to you. He could never love me.

What was I thinking?

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A/N

*Cri* what a bad note to end on!

Welp. I'm not getting many reads but whatever I like to write so...  TTYL!