Im young thats my excuse- Chapter 5:

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Before I knew it we arrived at my house Roman pulled in the drive way.

"So you still wanna meet my friends tomorrow?" I asked turning to face him

"Yeep!" He smiled

"Good, I think we're going to the beach so make sure you have swimwear" I laughed

"Even better cause I get to see you in a bikini" He winked and then smirked I slapped his arm playfully

"PERV!" I yelled laughing he joined in laughing too

"anyway Roman I'm going now cause I'm tired and if I don't sleep I think I'm gonna die" I said in a serious tone

"OH NO YOU CAN NOT DIE ON ME!" He said in a dramatic girls voice he unfastened his seat belt and jumped out the car and ran over to my side I watched him carefully he undid the door and leaned over and undid my seat belt and carried me out bridal style and ran onto the porch by this time I was laughing hysterically

"R-Roman p-p-put me dow-wn" I said trying to say while still laughing he ignored me and rang the doorbell

"Why don't you just go in?!" I questioned looking up at him before he could answer the door flung open and my mom was standing there looking at us smiling

"I've came to return your daughter she is tired and needs sleep else she is going to die, her words not mine!" He said laughing and winked at me when he said the last sentence

My mom  opened the door letting Roman and me in she laughed and shut the door and turned towards the room and continued to watch TV.

"Which way to your room?" Roman asked walking up the stairs I pointed down the hall we walked into my room which I must say is very neat because my mom made me clean my room for no apparent reason Roman walked over to my bed and gently put me down.

"Where is your pajamas?" He asked looking around the room

"The draws next to my closet the third draw down" I said smiling at him he went over to the draws and pulled out my onezie

"I can change myself but thanks Roman" I said climbing out of the bed and changing into my pajamas.

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