Its now 6 a.m and I have not got any sleep after he left I cried for about an hour and a half.
I felt unwanted, I kinda feel used. That was the best kiss in my life and he just left.
I don't even know where he is, gone?
I stand up and walk over to the bathroom, I pull open the door walking into the beach themed bathroom.
I look in the mirror, my makeup was all cried off, my face was dark and dirty from the unwashed excess of makeup.
I turn on the water and put both my hands on the end of the sink.
Tears threaten to fall as I take a deep breathe starring at the water that I'm waisting.
I wet my hands ducking down to rinse my face.
I come back up grabbing the towel and dabbing my face with it, I switch off the water and take grab the brush.
The song Changes by XXXTENTAICON floods through my mind.
Your changing and I can't stand it, my heart cant stands this damage.
I brush my hair out getting all the tangles out, it goes into a smooth wave from brushing out the curls, I pull it up into a messy bun and walk back out of the room, I go to the closet and grab some Adidas pants.
I slip them on leaving the t-shirt on, I grab some black socks and slip on my Adidas slides.
I grab my phone off the bed and go to the door, I open it slowly to see him, Ace leans up against the wall passed out, he must have waited for me?
No.
I pass him and go down the stairs to see some drunk people who have crashed here, one guy is half naked making me shake my head.
I step out the front door as the breeze hit me, it kinda dark outside so I go through my contacts and call Carson, I put the phone up to my ear hoping he picks up
"Hello" I hear a groggy voice.
"Car Car?" I ask
"Jordy? Why are you calling me so early?"
"Um, can you come pick me up, please"
"Yeah, of course, wheres Ace?"
"Can you please come? I'm still at the party."
"Yes, I will be there in 5 minutes." He says
"Thank you" I end the call and sit on the edge of the curb.
Maybe I'm not good enough for him?
I mean he is way to good looking for me
I pull out my phone and answer all my streaks, and that's when I spot Carson's story, tap on it to see a cheesy picture of me.
A smile spreads across my face, the first smile in a while, The captions says
YOU ARE READING
She Belongs To Him
Teen FictionI finally looked up and met his eyes, He had extremely beautiful bright blue eyes. "We would make pretty babies" He says randomly "What!?" I ask looking at him with wide eyes. He chuckles, he looks even better when he smiles "I mean we would" He sa...