I was sitting down outside on the sidewalk curb near a couple bars and restaurants that were closed, underneath the street lamp. I didn't have a phone and I was drunk so I opted for sitting down and waiting till I got sober. The cops showed up at the party and we all ran before we could get cought, I only ran a couple blocks away. A few hours into the night and a saw somebody walking down the street in the direction of me. I straightened up and tried to seem undistressed but I don't think the black cake underneath my eyes told Green Eyes that I was okay. Slowly I recognised it was him and he called out, "Hey pretty lady, I didn't expect to see you here." He slid.on that grin of his that made me feel like I had known him my whole life. I couldn't smile though, and a small tear shined dowm my cheek. He stopped smiling and asked me if I needed a ride. "I came from the bar down that way, but my friend forced me to go to this party. The cops showed up and I had to book it. Green Eyes said. "I know, I saw you. You were talking to that girl." "It's not what you think.." I broke the rest of his sentence and quickly told him, "No, that's not what I meamt. Its no biggy really, its not like were not together." He got quite for a secomd and then he said, "My name is Chuks." At that I really didn't know what to say because, Chuks? Really? "Your name is Chuks???." He looked at me quizzically. "I try to be open, and you make a joke out of it." We both were quite for a second. "You know my name means God, or to be immortal?" I looked at his face and tried to search, nope, he was serious. So I looked at him and I just kimd of, I started laughing. No, I started crying, then cackling and all of that turned us both into these huge goons. He had to pull over cause we both just couldn't stop laughing. It was great, and when we were done, holding our stomachs in pain, he bent over and kissed me. And even though when I got back to my new home I was in massive trouble, I fully believe that that was the best night of my entire existence.
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Why She's Jealous
ChickLitAn unforgettable past. An unforgivable wreckage. A time lapse and a picture. All types of rebellious acts are consumed and eaten up whole. Can Noknee Bennnet handle all the lies, misfortune, turmoil, house hold problems, and drama? Find out now! You...
