7
Ok. So we all know that Romeo says a lot of shit, but if I remember correctly he didn't have a dickhead of a friend that stalked Juliet.
I rest my case.
''Your back early.''
I groaned. ''Date gone wrong.'' I replied.
''Aww, you left your book.''
''I realised.''
''Glad you did.''
''I'm going to sleep''
Again. I rest my case.
I dragged my tired body up the stairs and plopped into my bed. I sighed in relief.
Then my phone vibrated with life, indicating that I had a message.
Also connating social interaction.
Conor: Batman Convention tomorrow. You ready, sunshine?
That was still happening?
I sighed. I wanted to go, but maybe not with Conor, there was a perpetual danger of me melting under his gaze.
Me: Who gave you my number?
Conor: Now, now you mustn't get feisty, Miss Smith.
I could imagine the grin plastered to his face.
If only I had the opportunity to slap it off, with great caution...
And finger paddings.
Wouldn't want to cause an actual damage.
Me: Whatever see you tomorrow
Me: You owe me a frozen yoghurt
Conor: Anything for sunshine x
I rolled my eyes, but smiled.
Me: Goodnight, Conor :)
Conor: Sweet dreams, sunshine xx
A goofy smile couldn't help but break out on my face.
There was something about Conor that was just so irresistible.
I sighed to myself.
My phone vibrated again under my pillow.
I pulled it out.
Conor: Stop thinking about me and sleep sunshine. I'll see you after school x.
I face palmed myself. Now this was just creepy.
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A Million Crushes
Roman pour AdolescentsMy name is Leah. Since you're practically stalking me now, I shall enlighten you on the current dramas that plague my existence. Please, by all means, jump on the bipolar, hormonal, depression train. Enjoy the ride.