All I Want Is You Baby (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 62 Storm

Chelsea and that delivery girl sat at the sofa.
"Why did you try to kill yourself?" She asked. She was chewing a gum.
"Because my life is shit,"
"Let me guess, your mom refused to get your an XBox?"
"Listen, I'm nineteen, not fourteen."

"Exactly, you should have learned to handle your shit by now instead of crying and creating a ruckus like this. You are not a kid. Death cannot be the answer to any of your problems. There are people out there with worse lives, but they are still living in hopes that it'll get better, can't you?"
"I CAN'T BECAUSE I'M FUCKING WEAK, OKAY?!"
"Then, be strong,"

"It's not easy to do it alone,"
"You don't have any friends to help you through it?"
"I only had one guy and now he's left too. And well, who'll be my friend? I am insane,"
"Me too." She said, "I'm insane too. I'll be a friend till you make other friends. Plus, having rich friends can be useful,"

Chelsea looked at her, "I'm Nova Rodriguez,"
"I'm Chelsea Nolan,"
"You're Irish, right?" She asked.
"Yes, how'ya know?"
"It's the rich accent," She smirked.

'She only wants to use me...It's just like I'm buying a friend.' Chelsea thought.
'But, it's better that being alone.'

As pop music covered Anna's room, she walked out of her bathroom and got dressed in a red dress. She was getting ready for the new year's party. Kate was sleeping on his bed in his room while Mrs Roberts was doing the dishes downstairs. Anna sprayed some cologne all over her and walked out of her room.

Her father dropped her at Tres' place. They had organised a New year party.

"WHAT'S SO GOOD ABOUT JOHNSON THAT LITERALLY ALL GIRLS FOLLOW HIM AROUND AND OPENLY FLIRT WITH HIM?!" Anna bitched about Brandon as she sat with Tres.
"I think you know the answer already," Tres said.
"It's his face!" Anna shouted, "What the fuck? Why does he like guys?!"

"Like guys? He doesn't look gay. Plus, I've heard that the girls he has done are coming till this date," Tres said. He is very much a virgin. Never trust what you hear.
"The girls he has done are coming till this date? How much Viagra fluid did he use that it's still stuck in their vagina till this day?"
"Are you drunk?" Tres asked. Drunk from cold drink? And I thought only blondes are dumb.

Soon, the lights on the stage lit up and Jerome and MJ took over the musicians, "Now, it's my turn so shut your bitch ass up," He took the mike and cleared his throat. Jerome stood beside him with his keyboard.

Anna was only annoyed after listening to his performance while the other audience shouted.
"Anna, I wanna say something to you," Ralf Kaise approached her.
"Yeah?" Anna smiled.
"I like you. Wanna date and kinda like hang out and stuff?" He said. Anna loved his accent.

She had never dated a British boy. So, she just got curious.
"Yeah, well—"
"I call dibs! Ralf? You dating bitches now?" MJ approached them and sat beside Anna. Ralf looked at MJ and blushed, "Erm, I thought I like her?"
"Bitch, you thought? You ain't dating Anna Roberts under my watch. Stop ruining my ship, fuck off, ya wanker!"
"...Okay," Ralf went away.

"NO!" Anna turned back, "What's your problem, Michelle Jibber?"
"What? You should thank me. You were gonna ditch him anyways because he is boring as fuck. And he wasn't even your type, so that would just be a waste of time. And if you like that accent," MJ pressed his hand on her table, "Then, you can always have me," He switched to his London accent.