"you and that boy?"
I rolls my eyes at him. How many times I have to answered his question over and over again?
I glares at him.
"no, Chie! How many times I have to tell you that I'm not with him. Even if the time is over and world is over, I won't choose him" I say, crossing my arms beneath my chest.
His shoulders vibrates, I groan more. He laughing at me.
"won't, Ann. In the future, I bet it changes to have. Trust me, Ann" he say, chuckling to himself. I sulk on my seat.
Why did he have to come there and ask me to go out with him? Is he crazy?
Does he have a lot of women out there? I bet, there a long lines outside his house waiting for him to go getting laid with them.
I know he handsome, and err...sexy?i don't know.
Suddenly I remembered something and grin to him.
"hey chie, your girlfriend's name?" I ask him, while doing the puppy eyes.
He gulp, eye blinking nervously, Hands can't keep up with with the steering wheel. I laugh out loud. He looks cute when he nervous and I spit a lot of shy on his face.
He glares at me before Keep it up with the road. I snort at him.
"why become all shy and nervous to tell me about you non-existent girlfriend?" I say teasingly. He rolls his eyes at me.
"she exists!" he said with his manly voice.
"could she be your first hook up?one night stand?" I ask him, a glint of mischievous appeared in my eyes. His face reddened and a smile creeps onto his lips, his face lighten up.
I choked.
My smile pull into a huge grin and squealing.
"so am I right? Your first hook up..." I sang and he shoot a stagger inside my mouth. I shut my mouth. Geez, those terrified eyes,always manage to makes me quiet.
He smile.
And keep quiet.
I knew he wasn't going to tell anyway...
"aww, come on! She's more than a hook up girl right?" I whine, he gritted his teeth.
He sigh.
"fine, she's my girlfriend."he admit it. I squealing like a mad woman. You know, I never saw my uncle with others women.
At first I thought.. He's gay... Yeah, well that's what I thought.
There first time when I barged into his rooms, searching for my charger. My phone was dying that time so, I just barged and seems like he got no problems with.
I search it on his work table and saw a frame fill with a face of him and other guy who is hugging him, the picture was taken from far, but still not very far.
My eyes widened and, heart beating fast knowing that he's gay. What if he make 'it' with someone who is guy? I don't hate gay but I kind of disgusted.
"well, I thought you'd never know what's women is" I say fiddling with my fingers, he scoff. Totally not like the sound of it. Just trying to makes him annoying.
"I know! I watch porno too!" he said and I laugh.
He look at me back and forth between the road with me.
"okay, okay! I'll tell you how we've met!"
I nods nonchalantly.
"well, I meet her in a club. She was there with bunch of her friends and I was busy talking with the DJ" he start and giggle after saying this and that.
"and, you should we how hot she was.."
15 minutes past, I keep listening to his long minded speech.
While his keep talking my mind wondering to what he just say to me. Me and Calter? Absolutely no!
He a rich kid but I'm not even close his type. And he's annoying, definitely not my type too. He's handsome, good and funny also a bitch man. I know there a lot of rumors that he been slept with a bunch of girls in our university. Who don't to get laid with him? He's after all, handsome and well talented.
I sigh, I look out my window.
Short? I'm not proud of it. Being taunting by peoples? Isn't what I wish for. A chubby cheeks? I know not everyone want a chubby cheeks like me and a petite body. But I like the way I create. Even though I was short, I was strong enough to walk through this life (when I know I'm weak, like too weak).
And there a reasons why I don't friends with popular people. I don't want to be known as the queen of slut or bitch slap me in the face. It's enough for me to be just invisible just for this year.
Don't want more than-
"and Ann! We've been together for 5 months now!" he say and keep shaking his head at me like a love sick person. Well, he does look like a love sick person.
I rolls my eyes at him. I don't even listened what his saying. I just nods and my mind wandering to another space of galaxy.
" ouh and you know the sprinkle on the cupcakeeee-" he stop talking and frown. I sat in silence.
There must be something wrong. I know,i know-
"why am I explaining my love life to you?" he say and I shrugging before we sat in silence again.
"but..." he say, taking a glance to me before locking his haze to the road.
"Calter.." there he is again. I rolls my eyes before grunting. He shrugging at my responds.
"how long will we be there? I'm rooting in this car" I say, feeling very bad.
He smirk.
"now I know" he aid and I shoot a deadly glares at him. As if I could kill him with my eyes.
He smile cheekily. I snort loudly.
"you know nothing" I said and he scoff "what you and Calter? Please..." he says rolling his eyes.
"you-"
My phone beeps.
I look at him before sighing turning my gaze on my phone screen. He smile cheekily.
My eyebrows furrowed.
"unknown number?" I murmured before I open it.
My eyes widened when I saw what it's written. I gulp. Turning my head to Harchie and I saw him shrugging, I scoff lowly.
My gaze turned back to the phone screen.
Unknown number :
Be my date?
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The Short Girl.
Fanfiction"should I lift you up?" . Being a short girl, isn't what she proud of. Being taunting and being calling cute, she hated. People treat and makes her like she was still a little girl. She's a tough one. She don't cry easily and she don't get mad easil...
