Chapter Ten
T a b i t h a
"Please, please and please." I asked him ealier if he'd pick me up but the bastard said no. "Please." I pleaded again. "But-" before he could finish his sentence I started to whine again.
"Please, I thought you were my friend." He snorted. "Right. But, it's late I don't think my mom would let me-" and again, I interrupted him. "Who said your mom has to know?"
"She's my mom of course she needs to know." I rolled my eyes. "Don't be a baby, and get your ass here." I'm tired of his shit. Seriously, can't a girl get some rest here. "But that means I'll be lying." he protested. "Please, she'll live." He sighed. "Okay, be there in fifteen minutes."
I knew no one could resist me. That just sounded so wrong but it's the truth. "Love ya." I closed the phone. Now I just need to wait until he come. I tried to make a way out. People are dancing and making out. And I regret the minute I agreed to this. I mean, Pearl totally had abandoned me, and I'm so not in the mood for R rated things.
I held my purse and walked faster. Until someone catch my hand. "Hey babe, going so fast?" he said seductively which I don't find really seductive anyway. "Excuse me," I tried to get away from his grip. Damn, he gripped to tight. He even forced me to dance. "Get the fuck off me." I snapped.
I walked away. And waited outside for about 20 minutes. Why isn't Harry here yet? I'm gonna kill him I swear. Then I saw a car stopped by. "Hey!" Harry called out. I immediately walked to him. "You're late." I stated, waiting for him apologise or explain. I'm still a but dizzy though. I might have a horrible hangover tomorrow morning.
"Sorry. Procrastination happened." He talked. "Don't talk smart to me please." I shooked my head. "Sorry." He chuckled and apologised again.
"Come in before you get a cold." and that was the sweetest thing anyone ever said to me. "Thanks for coming." I smiled. "Don't mention it," he started the car.
• • •
The next morning
Hangover will be the death of me. Out of all hangover I have ever gotten this one is the worst. "This is the worst hangover ever." I groaned. "Damn it!" I sticked my face to the pillow. I never want to let go I swear. "What's wrong with you? Stop shouting for Christ's sake." Ara complained.
I glared at her. "Leave me alone here to die." She stared at me and shurged. "That's fine with me." that little child of demon. "You are satan. Go away you possesed child." She rolled her eyes. "Did you forget to take your medicine or what?" Shit, There's school today. "What day is it?" I asked. "You gone crazy dude?" She joked. "Not funny, seriously. What day is it?" I retorted with question.
"It's saturday," she answered. "Go take a shower or somethin' you smell." Ara Informed me as if I don't already know. I checked my phone. Four new text message from Marcel.
3.45 am
You arrive safely?
4.00 am
Answer please.
4.21 am
Oh, I forgot you probably are having hangover right now.
7.00 am
It's already moring, are you still alive?
I laughed at the last text. I typed my answer and pressed sent.
Look who has found his sense of humour.
+++
I'll update again! to make up for 3 weeks not updating! :)
YOU ARE READING
wrong expectation
FanfictionMarcel Styles is your typical highschool nerd. With a big hipster glasses and an unpleasing appearance. He is a straight A's student for sure. So, it's not gonna be weird if a teacher ask for him to turtor other student, right? But, what if t...