Chloe || W. Stromberg [EDITING]

Chapter 12

Chloe
Another boring day after school. No homework. That's good. I'm probably gonna go to the skate park again.

From : Unknown Number
Hey there, gorgeous ;) It's Drew.

To : Drew
How did you get my number?!

From : Drew
I got it from Wesley

To : Drew
Why? You hate me?

From : Drew
Actually, I don't hate you. I've liked you for a while. I didn't say anything because I know you like Wesley.

How did he know that I like Wesley?!

To : Drew
I do not like Wesley!

From : Drew
Oh, well. I was only being mean to you because I didn't want Keaton and Wes to know that I love you.

To : Drew
Mmm. Sure.

From : Drew
I'm being dead serious, Chloe! I'm in love with you and only you!

To : Drew
Mmm.

From : Drew
I'm being serious. Come to Wes' house and I'll tell you how feel.

To : Drew
Mmm. Is his mom home?

From : Drew
No. She's at work.

To : Drew
Mmm. Okay. I'll be there in 10 minutes.

From : Drew
Alright. See you there, gorgeous ;)

-

"Wesley! Open the door!" I yell, knocking on the door.

"Oh, it's you. Come in." Wesley says, leaving the door open while he walks back inside.

"So, I'm supposed to meet Drew here?"

"Oh, yeah. He'll be here soon. I'm going to my room. Come get me if you need anything."

-

Now it's 10:30. I've been sitting in Wesley's living room for three hours, doing completly nothing.

I guess I'll go bother Wesley.

I get up from my current spot on the couch, and walk to Wesley's room.

"Come in." Wesley says after I knock on his door.

"Hey." I say, slowly walking into his room.

"Hey, what are you doing in here?"

"Drew never came, and I'm bored."

"Oh, well, you can sit down if you want."

I walk to the edge of his bed and sit down.

From : Drew
Hey beautiful. I can't to Wes' house tonight. Something came up.

To : Drew
Okay. So, I came here for nothing. Thanks.

From : Drew
I'm sorry...

To : Drew
Whatever

"He's not coming." I say.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I came here for nothing, and it's already 11. I have to go home."

"Chloe, I don't want you skating home in the dark. Stay here for the night."

"Where would I sleep?"

"In my bed. I can sleep out in the living room."

"Uh, okay. But, I don't have any clothes to sleep in."

"Do you wanna borrow some clothes?"

"Umm, sure?"

Wesley gets up, walks to his dresser, and pulls out a pair of boxers and a t-shirt.

"Thanks." I say grabbing the clothes out of Wesley's hands and heading to the bathroom to change.

A/N
I'm not happy with thus whatever , but whatever . This is unedited btw .