(sorry for the letters that are lower case that is supposed to be upper case.i had ideas so i just wrote fast:) hope you like it)
Hi.My name is India.This is my story of my first love.we were madly in love and hardly seen places without each other.But lets start from the beginning,when i first met him.
It was a normal saturday.i was getting ready for my usual morning jog in central park.Yep im a city girl.i guess i should tell you guys a little about myself.my name is India Johnson.I live on my own in a small studio apartment by my college.i grew up getting cares by my father and my big brother because i never really new my mother.i hear shes a bust.
Anyways...back to central park.I was doing my morning jog in central park wearing cute yoga pants and a sports bra.i had my headphones in and i was enjoying my jog.when i saw a mom with her small daughter feeding the ducks,i smiled and when i looked ahead i ran right into a man with blonde hair and sunglasses on.i took my headphone out of my ears right away and said "Holy shit i am so sorry!.The handsome man held his hand out and helped her off the ground and said "its okay,im glad you bumped into me and not some hairy old man jogging shirtless." i laughed and looked at his hair and mouth since the sunglasses were covering his eyes.
"do i know you from somewhere?"
he shook his head instantly "no,i would've remembered you."
i blushed and looked at the time. "it was nice bumping into you."
i thought in my head *oh shit that sounds weird* "thats not what i meant" he laughed "no its okay,it was my pleasure."
he smiled and walked away getting in a cab.i couldn't help but smile my whole way back home.
(later that day)
i was sitting on my couch with my laptop on my lap and eating a salad when i heard E news come on and picked up the volume. i couldn't help but be nosy like everyone else and listen to this junk on tv.after a couple minutes into the show,the announcer says:
"Evan Peters was caught today in central park talking to a girl who was jogging"
a picture of her and evan showed up on the screen when she was holding his hand as he helped her up.
she spit her salad out "HOLY SHIT!THAT WAS HIM?!"
she called her best friend Danny right away.
Danny answered "its nice to hear from you bitch how are you?"
Danny was gay so it was okay for him to be the only guy to call me things.
"FUCK DANNY!if your home turn on E news!"
"okay okay" he turns it on then all i hear is Danny screaming on the other line "HOLY SHIT YOU MET EVAN?!"
"I DIDNT EVEN KNOW IT WAS HIM!IF I DID I WOULD HAVE ASKED HIM IF I CAN TOUCH HIS BALLS OR SOMETHING!"
Danny mutes the tv "if someone sees you they are going to ask you questions about you and Evan cause you know how they are.they see someone pick up money cause a famous person dropped it and they think they are fucking."
"yeah yeah i know Dan-"
there was a knock at India's door.
"someone is at my door.what if its paparazzi?"
"look through the peep hole!"
india got up and looked through it and said "holy shit,he came to my house.its evan"
"then why are you still talking to me!by bitch call me later!"
they hangs up and India opens the door and evan takes off his sunglasses and says. "Can we talk?"
