***Jenis's POV***
After 6 days
Zave got discharged from the hospital, and doctor said it was nothing serious and that he was perfectly fine.
Talking about me, I was the happiest girl in the world. There are many reasons as to why I'm this happy. But let's not list them now. Me and Zave came so much closer that I couldn't even imagine standing a day without him (no double feelings involved). Sure, we used to fight to the extent of pulling each other's hairs, but god, he's an amazing friend.
About Aaron. He's spectacularly, awesomely, abso-bloody-lutely the most amazing guy on this planet, no doubt, but mind you girls, he's my bae.
And guess what! Caleb crossed my path again! Saying all that 'I want you back' crap. And I was like
'Bro! Thank you so much for dumping me. If you hadn't, my eyes wouldn't have met those amazing smoldering blue eyes ever. I gave you all the credit, my friend.'
And he was like 'Are trying to jealous me or something?'
And all I could say was 'C'mere buddy, gimme a hug'
Anyways, the unnoticeable, pude girl was changed into the most craziest and non compos mentis girl in the school's campus. I'd say 'hi' to random people as if I was drunk the whole time.
Credit to none other, but Aaron and his psychedelic way of treating me that made me feel erotic every time.
Sure, our relationship had their own disadvantages. Like I can't meet him or see him in person. And I missed him like pandemonium, but I can't help it. So far, that's the only sad part.
But let me tell you that, this, in no slightest way, going to effect our affection for each other.
And I, in no way (hopefully) going to regret my decision of continuing my relationship with Aaron, though we're miles away.
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It's Saturday! Mom was out at work, and Erica went to her friends'. So, yay! Home alone.
I was lazing around the home lying on my couch not planning to get up. Not even if a murderer breaks inside and shoots my ass.
Chomping my Pringles, I was watching Gossip Girl on my laptop. What is this life? Perfect. I thought. And just then, someone decided to interrupt my lounging. My phone buzzed.
"Hello!" I said annoyingly.
"Come out" the voice said. I rechecked the number and it was unknown.
"Um whose this?"
"Come outside. I'm waiting for you" the rusty voice replied and the line went off.
Weird. Why a random person would call me and ask me to come out!? Should I go? What if he's a criminal or something. What if he'll kidnap me?
I ramble to the door and turned the knob quietly and peered outside. I stepped out but found no one. But when I turned around, two strong pair of hands gripped my waist from the back and yanked me to a well-muscular chest, that made my lungs forget how to process.
I swivelled and my eyes met the most stupendous, astounding blue orbs.
Heart. Attack.
"A-aar.." I cleared my throat spluttering. "Aaron!"
"Surprise, surprise" he said and bend a little hanging his hands on my neck.
"Are you real? Are you actually here standing in front of me?" I faltered.
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Surviving Long Distance (ON HOLD)
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