how would i describe this. it's just a made up story involving a badboy, a girl and some of their friends and family.
these are some of my thoughts and character traits of people in my life. so if you recognize yourself in one of the characters send...
it's night, me and Jay had watched a movie and some episodes of friends, and guess what we fell a sleep again. surprise, surprise!
after a couple hours of sleep, it is now half past six so a little more than a couple hours, with Jay i woke up. i saw Jay was still sleeping so i quietly got out of my bed, i looked what time it was and decided i couldn't sleep longer. when i saw myself in the mirror i scowled at the way i looked, my hair was one big mess. but my PJs still looked good.
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(these are the PJs of Rachel)
after i opened spotify and put up a song (girl on fire) i stepped under the shower. when my hair was all wet i put shampoo in my hand and started to massage it onto my scalp and into my hair. i slowly started to hum with the song, but when i hear the hook i couldn't hold it in anymore and i started to sing along with the song with all my heart. the song was over and i felt so empty, i felt a strong urge to cry. but i couldn't, i had to stay strong. i kept telling myself i had to stay strong, but sometimes it's just so hard to do that, to not cry for hours in a row.
i walked back in my room, seeing Jay watching me. i let out a little scream because i thought he was still asleep.
"sorry did i wake you up?" i asked, while putting a towel around my hair.
"yeah, you did but i don't mind we almost slept a whole day so i'm well rested. also; WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU SAY YOU COULD SING LIKE A HEAVENLY CREATURE?!" he said, well more like screamed at the ending of his sentence.
i smiled and replied to him: "thanks, but i don't think i'm that good of a singer. you're just exaggerating"
"Rach, i swear i'm not lying. you've got an angelic voice and i find it kind of rude you're not sharing it with the whole world, actually. everyone deserves to hear your voice." he said in a soft tone.
i couldn't help, but blush at his compliments. he saw me blush and yells some kind of victory cry. i laughed because of his silliness.
"Jay? i was thinking" jay interrupted me "woah, that doesn't happen quite often. people, put it in the paper!" i gave him a glare before i went on "isn't it time for you to find a boyfriend?"
he scowled at me; "i'm sorry, what did you say?" he tried to sound offended, but i knew him to well. i knew he was trying to fool me.
"no! it's never time for a boyfriend for me! i have way to much fun slutting around (now that's a verb)" he said.
i looked him dead in the eye and tried to say this deadly serious: "Jacob, you don't have to fucking tell me how much fun slutting around is! i do it often myself."
