All your fault

Animal

James has been texting me non-stop and i have been trying to reply as little as possible. Sometime i just pick up the phone and reply before i even know what I've done.

It feels like it has something to do with this pull, but i don't want to worry about it too much.

I'm a teenage girl so I'm sure its just hormones, but i think I'm just trying to convince myself that.

Sometimes i will text him back on my own will because SOMETIMES he actually can be alright to talk to.

He keeps saying something about giving him a chance but i don't want to after all he has done. All I'm doing is texting him. That's not giving him a chance right? No harm done.

My phone buzz's on my bedside table and i pick it up. of coarse it was James. This is how one of the few texted conversations we have had have gone....

J- Hi Ella

E- Ummm hi

J- how are you?

E- Just fine thanks

J- Good to hear. And your actually texting me back? :D

E- Not by choice idiot

J- ok well either way i still get to talk to you.......hey wanna ask each other questions so i can get to know you a bit more?

E- ummm yeah i guess there's nothing stopping you and your gonna ask me questions no matter what i answer.

J- Oh how right you are Ella. Whats your favourite food?

E- Lasagna!!!!!!!!

J- oh OK nice. Mine is tacos

E- Cool. Sorry but I've got to go have a shower.

J- umm OK

E- Whats wrong?

J- Uhhh nothing.

E- Just tell me idiot.

J- Look its really hard to explain and i really want to tell you.

E- Whatever. I'm having a shower.

So that's our conversation up to know and i just got out of the shower.

He texted me again but i decided to get dressed and stuff first before i looked at it because i don't have to rush myself for that crazy person!

After getting into my pyjamas and doing my hair I casually read the message that says "Can we meet up? It's urgent." I gasp and start shaking my head rapidly.

What am i going to say to that. Of coarse i don't want to meet up with him but i don't want to hurt his feelings.

I know, look at what hes done but I'm that much of a bitch that i don't care if i hurt his feelings. And its like 10 o'clock at night!

If he hadn't been stalking me i would have though he would of been a pretty decent guy, but anyway.

My phone buzz's again.

"Please. In 15 minutes on the lining of the woods at your house?" The text said.

"Ok." I reply but literally slap myself after i replied without thinking again.

Ugh now i have to go. I mentally groan and grab my white converse jumper, and slip trackies over my pyjama shorts.

I tip-toed out of my room and listened for the tv in my parents rooms. It seemed to be off.

I have to go past their room to get to the front door so ill have to be super ninja.

While i ninja my way through the house the only thing that now stands between me and the front door is my open parents bedroom door.