Its late.. And Im tired.
(WARNINGS- Language)
{WORD COUNT- 1105}
"One, don't pick up the phone you know he is only calling because he is drunk and alone" I yelled, along with the radio. I dramatically fell onto my bed, using my brush as a microphone.
"TWO, DOnt let HiM iN yOu kNow YouLl Have TO kIck HiM oUT AgaIn!" I yelled, sitting up.
I jumped off my bed and twirled into my bathroom. "Three, don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him
You ain't getting over him!!!" I sang applying mascara to my eyelashes.
"I GOT NEW RULES I COUNT EM" I heard somebody yell from the other room. I froze, and slowly placed my makeup brush down. There was a long silence, only the music playing.
I grabbed a hold of my curling iron and walked out into the kitchen, ready to wack the shit out of anybody who trys to fight me.
"Hey! Its just me!" I heard a familiar voice chuckle. I turned my head and there was peter sitting on my kitchen counter eating a churro.
"Peter! don't scare me like that" I pouted walking back into my bathroom, I heard a soft thud which was Peter jumping off of the counter.
I continued to apply my makeup, Peter came up behind me fixing his hair in the mirror and then looking down at me. "Where are you going again?"
My mouth was agape as I applied eyeliner. "Date with Scott" I mumbled.
He rolled his eyes and opened a random drawer. I ignored him as I walked back into my bedroom to pick out an outfit. "Peter I need your help!" I yelled as I looked at my closet.
"Hm?"
I turned to see his face was covered in highlighter. (The makeup ;))
"PETER!" I screeched. "What!? WHAT HAPPENED?!" He yelled looking around. "YOUR FACE IS SHINEY!!" My eyes getting big. This boy was a walking sun.
He paused and then ran into the bathroom. "Oh my GOD"
I chuckled and rubbed the bridge of my nose. "How did that happen?" I said turning back to my dresses. "I opened a container and it poofed all over me."
I shook my head and held up a dress. "Does this come off?"
"No Peter, it doesnt come off you're going to stay like that forever."
"You know, You're reallly getting good at this whole sarcasm thing."
I walked into the bathroom, and found my makeup wipes. I wiped the sparkles out of his face, trying to get it out of his eyebrows.
"Thanks..." He muttered as he played with his hands. I smiled and nodded. "Look up." I mumbled, and he did. I could feel his stare.
"Okay, its all gone- now help me pick out a dress." I turned around and dug in my closet, I heard Peter sit on my bed.
"Okay... How about these" I said whipping around, holding two dressed. Both of them went just above mid-thigh. One was silk, black. Another pastel lacy pink.
"Short, don't you think?" He muttered. I chuckled and rolled my eyes. "Okay DAD, But tell me which one you like better?"
"I-I.. Um.. I-I don't know? I-i Mean I l-like bother of t-them! But, I don't think.. I-I Dont know!"
"Peter you are so hard to work with!" I whined, stomping my foot. "I'll just go with the black one." I muttered laying it out on the bed.
I picked some converse, and a necklace.
I went into the bathroom and slipped on the dress. I walked into the bedroom where Peter was, he was looking out the window.
The sound of my heels caught his attention. "W-wow, I mean w-wow! You look g-great." He smiled. I soflty giggled and nodded. "Thanks Pete. Can you help put on my necklace?"
He stood behind me and clasped my gold necklace together. "Okay." He whispered slowly backing away a few steps.
I checked my phone and let out a sigh. "He is suppose to be here in 10 minutes."
"S-should I leave? F-for that?" He said furrowing his brows. "For what?"
"When Scott comes to pick you up?"
I stared at him for a second, and then waved him off. "If he has a problem with me being friends with you, I'll just say syou're gay."
"wow, great plan." He muttered. I chuckled and sat on my bed.
"OH! I got you something!" Peter said, a little too loudly. He hurried into the kitchen, and came back with a small shopping bag. "I got this on my way here."
I raised a brow and took the bag, peeking inside. "Peter!" I let out chuckling. I help up a pepper spray gun-thingy.
"What!? You don't know this guy." He placed his hands on his hips. "Why is it pink." I wheezed laughing too hard at the sassy Peter infront of me, and the fact he bought me pink pepper spray.
"I-I just thought you would like it."
I tilted my head at him with a smile. "I do, thank you for worrying about me."
He rolled his eyes with a smile. "I worry about you 50 times a day Maddy."
I crinkled my nose at his sentence. "Wait- why?"
He glanced back at me and shrugged. "I dunno- I-i guess I care about you... A lot"
We kinda just gazed at each other, something was kind of cute about this Peter. The way he wore his sweatpants and black hoodie, how his hair was always ruffled when he came over.
He even though he lived 5 miles away from me and didn't have a drivers license he always came over.
The door bell rang breaking out gaze, Peter looked away. "Wellp, wish me luck." I awkwardly chuckled.
I swiftly placed the pepper spray in my little red purse and stood up. "Uh- Have fun, but n-not too much fun." He finger gunned at me.
I tucked a brown peace of hair behind my ear and chuckled. "Yeah, yeah."
I made my way to the front door, Peter sitting on the couch.
"hey Scott!" I said with a smile as i opened the door. "Hey beautiful" He winked. HE glanced towards where Peter was sitting. "Whos he?" Scott furrowed his brows.
I hesitated as I glanced at Peter, He was awkwardly fiddling with his hands. "Just a friend." I gulped.
Scott nodded and stuck his arm out. "Shall we go?"
Still looking at Peter I nodded, and whispered. "We shall."
LISTEN ITS MIDNIGHT AND ITS A SCHOOL NIGHT I CRAMMED THIS IN SO IF ITS BAD.... DON'T BLAME ME. I hoped you enjoyed! Comment a suggestion! You will get a shout out in the next chapter!
