(Emory's Night Clothes and Outfit and Bedroom)
♥Emory's POV♥
(Part 2)
After I had dropped Alana at home I drove to my house, exhausted form working out so much I slowly walked into my house, up the stairs, and into my room where I lie sprawled on my bed for 5 minutes before I forced myself up to pick out the night clothes I would put on after I've taken my shower. I walked slowly to the bathroom slowly with my towel over my shoulder and my phone in my other hand placing my phone on the counter next to the sink turning on some music, closing the bathroom door locking it and turning on the shower.
I undressed and got in the shower with water running down my face as I washed my body and my hair washing the day away. I slowly sat down on the floor which was also the bath tub letting the water run down my body soaking my entire body. I did this when I had a lot to the about, the water calmed me along with my music in the background.
what to do. I thought. I knew in my mind I wanted Jayzon but, was he really someone I wanted to gear all my feelings towards? was he more of a friend than a lover? What if things didn't work out.. what if I ruin our relationship? what if-- 'Buzz buzz' I looked over at my phone that paused for a moment and buzzed twice meaning I got some sort of message. Whatever. I thought to myself getting up and turning off the water, wringing out my now curly hair.
I wrapped a towel around my body as I stepped out of the shower taking my phone and walking to my room closing the door behind me drying off the rest of my body with my towel. 'buzz buzz' I looked back at my phone thinking who was texting me. Whatever, I thought as I went to my bottom drawer and pulled out some underwear sliding them up my body, also grabbing a sweatshirt and satin night shorts in the process putting them on my body. When I was done I looked in the mirror rolling my eyes. Who could love such a nobody like me? I wondered, putting my hair into a curly ponytail. 'buzz buzz' "Ugh!" I groaned falling onto my bed grabbing my phone seeing a full lock screen of notifications.
"What the hell.. " I thought to myself as I scrolled down all the notifications I had from Snapchat from the name of 'PickleWhale'. When I opened the message I immedietly looked at the story picture at the top. Blondeish brown hair, grey blue eyes, strong ass bone structure, Shawn.
PickleWhale: Hey cutie 😉
PickleWhale:I know you got my text 🙄
Why is this fuckboy texting me? I thought to myself.
Emzry/:Uh hi..
PickleWhale:wyd tonite?
Emzry/:Tonight*
PickleWhale: you know what I meant
Emzry/:Why are you txting me Shawn🙃
PickleWhale: because I wanted to see if you wanted to get together tonite
Emzry/:Dude
PickleWhale:Tonight*
Emzry/: Okay to answer your question its a no for me and, it probably always be a no for me Shawn 😉
PickleWhale: You'll want me one day cutie😉
Emzry/: Highly unlikely sweetheart, now good night Shawn.👋
PickleWhale Is Typing...
I closed the conversation before he said anything else, 'whats wrong with him?' I thought to myself. "ugh whatever" I said out loud as I went to my text messages looking for Jayson's contact. I really havn't texted him in a long ass time. I finally found his contact it had a picture of him from freshman year, he's definitely had a huge glo up. Back then he was a little scrawny kid he was shorter than me; and im 5'1. Now he's all 6'4, has 8 pack abs and huge biceps.
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Lãng mạn" "You don't care about anyone but your damn self!" I yelled making the whole cafeteria know. "You have never, ever since that night looked me in the eyes cause you know you fucked up!" I Shouted looking deep past his soul letting my stare burn into...
