Wildly in love

(eight)

Ugh. Such night. Very sleep. Much tired. So doge.

And my daily 'roll from the bed' routine starts.

As I slowly opened my eyes and stretch, I move to the left but get hit by a massive... chest? Oh yeah, it's fucking Noah Rogers.

"Hm, getting into me much?" He smirks and makes me roll my eyes.

"This is how I roll every morning." I say, overwhelmed with his stupid statement. And seriously Kat?! That's the best excuse you could say?! What the fuck. "I'm going." I say but before I could get off my bed, Noah Rogers grabs my hand and pulls me into his chest. No no no no. I start to breathe heavly at the touch of his hands wrapped around my tiny body, the places where he touches them sending sparks all over my body. Surprisingly, I enjoy the moment and let euphoria take over me.

Wait no.

Ew.

What the hell.

"You're beautiful in the morning." Noah Rogers says, as I am on top of him and his hands wrapped around me. I just blush and try to hide it but it seems he sees it. "Aw." He mumbles and makes my blush turn into a much more blush, it's just redder than before and it is goddamn annoying.

"Goodness gracious, stop it." I say as I try to make me blush fade away.

"Stop what?"

"Stop trying to charm me."

"I'm afraid I already did."

"Oh please." He winks and comes closer to me, closer and closer and kisses the corner of my mouth.

OH MY GOD, SUCH BLUSH.

He pulls back and smiles. "See? I already charmed you."

SLAP.

Yes, I just slapped him. He deserves it. Fucking hypocrite douche.

***

"Hey mum." I say as I call my mother. Apparently, she has to stay more in Leeds, the place where she worked at needs her to write some papers and yeah. A good weekend to spend alone.

Shortly after I call my mum, I get another call.

Noah Rogers

Shit shit. Fucking dipshit.

"Hi." I say after I curse him.

"Hello, Katherine. So are you up for tonight?"

"Huh?"

"We're going to a party. Pick you up at nine, okay, bye." Before I could tell him to fuck himself and the party, he closes the call.

GREAT SO NOW I HAVE TO GO WITH MR. CUNT AT A PARTY. Maybe Jaylyn can come too... hmm...

"Sorry, I can't. I'm at my cousin." Jaylyn says. Great so alone with the charming Noah Rogers.

Sigh.

Everything happens for a reason, right?

***

"Hey, ther-... Wow... You look stunning."

Fuck off.

"Thanks," I say blushing, "You don't look bad yourself too."

"Shall we?"

"We shall." I say as I grab his hand and head to the car.

Fucking parties, Carrie Ann never liked them anyway.*5

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*5 Jesus Christ, Katherine, you need to stop thinking about her, okay. All that matters is for you to have fun right now, together with Noah Rogers, and Good Lord, what fun you will have!