Operation: Change

Operation: Decisions

Our lips moved in sync-- wait, wait, wait. This is so wrong. This is very wrong. I can't be doing this.

I let go of our kiss and looked down. I can't believe I just kissed Patrick, on the lips.

He then broke the silence, "Was..That your.. First kiss??" he muttered.

I sighed, "Like every clichè love story, it is." I looked at him and I saw his smile reaching heaven.

"Well then, I'm honoured to be your first kiss." he said, still with a huge smile spread across his face.

I realized that we were now soaking wet from the rain (A/N: you dirty children MWEHEHEHE). I immediately started running away from him towards my home.

Since I was slow at running, he catched up and hugged me from behind. Is this guy crazy? Should I bring him to the mental hospital?

Out of nowhere, he carried me bridal style and continuously walked to my home under the rain.

"LET ME GO, PATRICK CARL VICENTE!" I yelled at him and continuously smacked his back. He just shrugged it off.

My heart was beating faster than ever. No no no no no, I can't like him. Do I like him?

I rested my head on his chest and heard that his heart was at the same pace as mine.

Does he actually like me?

A million thoughts went into my mind, question by question, but no specific answers.

I then realized I drifted to a deep sleep.

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"ELIZABETH ANNABELLE MAY SANDERS!" I heard my mom yell my full name.

Why in the world did they have to name me Annabelle? I mean, I don't wanna be named after a killer doll.

"Yea..?" I replied innocently. "WHY DID I FIND THIS IN YOUR ROOM!?" My mom showed me a used... protection.

"HOW WILL I KNOW!? ASK ETHAN ANDERSON MAY SANDERS!" I yelled back. Ethan is also known as my stupid brother.

My mom stormed off my room and went to my brother's room.

I heard yelling coming from Ethan's room.

Lolololol, instant karma.

I remember what happened last night.

*Flashback*

I said goodbye to Patrick as he heads home.

I walked in the front door and rushed to my room.

I heard screaming and yelling coming from MY room.

I didn't have to peek to know what was going on, I just know by listening to what's happening.

I went to the guess bedroom, washed myself, changed to my pjs and fell into a deep slumber.

*Flashback ends*

Instant karma because he poured cold water on me in order for me to wake up from my peaceful nap.

I grabbed my phone and texted Patrick.

Ugly dood
Hey, thanks for bringing me home last night.

I sent the message and waited for a response.

I waited for about five minutes and felt my phone vibrate.

Ugly dood
You're welcome ;) Also... Can I...

Court you?

My mouth dropped to the floor in shock. I didn't know how to respond.

I thought about it and well, I'll give him a chance.

Ugly dood
Yea yea, just buy me food and I'll marry you

Why did I just text that?

Ugly dood
Oh, I would be glad to do so ;)

And I just regretted my decision.