Guess what? Blake's coming home today, I have his room all set up and everything. I've missed him so much over the course of these months but that doesn't matter he's coming home.
Blake should've came home about 2 1/2 months ago but he a relapse with self harm, luckily, he has fully recovered and is gonna live with moi!
I need to make a good statement to the people at the "clinic"- I'd prefer to call it hell- that I've changed for the better, which is slightly true.
I scavenge through my closet for something cute. Ugly, ugly, even uglier! Why can't I do anything right.
"It doesn't fucking matter anymore, they can suck it! I'll wear what I want!" I yell to myself as I hear my door open.
3 months shouldn't feel like a lot of time, but for these last months, it was. I decided to give Zach a chance, I mean what's the worse that could come from it. Well the worse did, I totally caught feelings for the kid, again.
Here's a big summary of everything that happened in very,very simple terms,Loren+Zach=Fail. Me+life=exhausting. Me+Blake=little crush. Me+Zach=little crush.
So basically I like two boys, who may not even think of me in that way. One of them is my "ex", a person I once gave my whole heart to, even though technically we never dated. The other has been there for me my whole life but probably thinks of me as a little sister.
"Just great." I said to myself as I fell back onto my bed, realizing whoever is in my house is most likely Zach or Myles, maybe it could be a murder. In that case IM IN THE ROOM FIRST DOOR ON THE LEFT!
"Did somebody call for fashion advice." Zach fashionably sashays into my room. "Not really but now that you're here I think you can help." I mumble.
"Ok sweetie first of all you look nasty take a shower, second of all, where ya going, is it fancy, casual, sexy, extravagant or-"
"Ok Zach, I've think I've heard enough, I'm going to get Blake from loony town." I stated with a slight smile. To be honest, I don't think I even know the real name of the hospital.
"Ooo hunny, that means you needa POP!" I slightly jerk back, startled by his tone. "So what should I wear, fashion god." I fake praise him.
"Well you're gonna need a little bit of this, and this, and oh of course this!" He exclaimed, throwing stuff on my bed. I'm just going to let him keep talking to himself.
I wonder how Blake is going to react, actually, I saw him like a week ago nothing is going to be different. My crush on him just developed after I realized how lonely I've been without him, he was really the light in my life for the past 3 years or so.
I found a job at a local coffee shop so I can support myself along with my moms help. Me and her haven't talked for about 2 years or so. She just left me money and payed off my rent for the next 3 years, then vanished. As much as anybody would love getting their rent payed off, I would most definitely like a mother instead.
"Yo! D! Hellloo!" Zach shouts waving his hands in front of me. "Sorry I sorta zoned out." I Stuttered. "Yeah, I think I noticed baby girl, no sweat though." Zach smirked. "Hey! My name is Dayna, you're lucky I let you even call me 'D'."
"You're no fun grandma, but since you want to act like this I guess I'll just put all this stuff back in the closet." He sighed dramatically.
"No!" I belted, not even caring about my stupid red cheeks or his very, very cute, but visible smirk. "I-I need this." I stammered.
"Ok then grandma, put it on, you don't want to be late for Blakey wakey!" Zach mocked, making kissy noises. "Whatever, I'm changing, get out!" I respond. "Whatever you say princess."
I hurry him out the door I as close it. Now let's see what he picked, crop top, white jeans, white air forces, must I say I'm impressed.
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(Outfit^^)
"Clayton come in!" I shout. "I'm coming jesus I always feel rushe- damn." He stopped mid sentence.
"What, is it ugly, am I ugly, is there something in my teeth?" I asked feeling self-conscious. "You look beautiful." Zach blurted. Damn! Here comes the red rosy cheeks. "Thanks but, I think it's time I get going. Help yourself out!" I yell, pacing to my keys.
"And Zach," I stated before walking back over to him. "Thank you for your help with my outfit." I whispered in his ear before leaving a soft kiss on his cheek and walking out, leaving him more frozen then a stone.
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