We Belong Together (A Friendship To Die For!)

chapter 11

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Song playing: Figures
Artist: Jessie Reyez
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FRANK

Frank held a hand leaning on the wall as his head shot down literally vomiting out his lungs.

The concerned faces of Tylor and Rayan watched him. Clearly this had been a bad idea.

Frank looked really awful and strangely pale. Rayan begged him to let him call Veronika but he pleaded for him not to.
As stupid and impossible as it was, he wanted Veronika not to know.

But clearly it wasn’t going to take long before she saw it. In the process of getting the tattoo he so desperately wanted he wasn’t feeling too well and began sweating profusely.

Luckily, he was able to take it until the tattooist was done, which immediately he ran out and began throwing up. He looked sick, really sick.

And he had that double date with Alison and Marion in less than an hour.

He had to force himself to calm down, as they went back into the car. What was he thinking?

No, no, no! She would totally freak out when she sees it.

OMG!

He had gotten a tattoo of her name at the upper part of his arm. Though it was incredibly beautiful.

She would defiantly still freak out when she found out. Right now, he was trying his best to hide it, by the way he kept on scratching his arm.

Damn, it hurts.

Rayan had a shocked expression across his face. He wasn’t hiding it at all from the way his mouth dropped.

Frank was sot of a responsible person. Well, at least the most responsible of them, but this just seemed unbelievable. It was totally off his limit.

Veronika was the one.

The absolutely best thing he could ever ask for. the one person he wouldn’t deserve no matter how hard he tried. She was without a doubt a blessing.

And its only a fool that wouldn’t love her gullible spirit, her naïve way of doing things, likewise the warmth that stung her cheeks every time she laughed too much.

There wasn’t a single version of life he wanted without her.

He leaned back in his chair.

Thinking. Thinking only about Veronika and the last few days. What was she doing right now?

He smiled imagining the beam she had on her face as she searched for a flawless dress to put on.

And the nervousness that’d flash in her eyes when she tried it on. And the way she would graciously flick her hair behind her shoulders.

Gosh! She was his favourite kind of obsession.

The twenty minutes’ drive back home was with complete silence. No one even bothered to say a word, probably no one even knew what to say.

what could even be said. Wow! It happened. It happened for real.

Frank had gotten a tattoo, and it was awesome.

A/n: I know, I know! It's short... But that's all for now unfortunately. Been too busy to write. Y'all, don't let this chapter influence you. Tattoos are BAD and really painful!!! XDD