Dear Alex,
Today, I met you and it was the most amazing day of my life.
At first, when I was telling you how I felt in a Call Me Maybe sounding song and when you were making the puking actions, it made me felt like you liked me back.
As you were walking away, I followed you to your house, and what an awesome place it was!
Don't be alarmed, but I stole one of your keys and made a copy of it.
Once you were out if your house, I assumed that no one was home, so I decided to go in.
I was in the house for about 10 minutes watching my favorite videos on YouTube, the ones that you are in, until I saw Roi come down the stairs.
"What are you doing here?" He said.
"Uh, what does it look like I'm doing?" I said and then I rolled my eyes at him because it was pretty obvious that I was watching YouTube videos.
"Ok then." Roi said and then he called you up.
I didn't care if he was calling you to come straight home to kick me out because I would love to see you again.
Once you were here, you were really mad.
You're cute when you're mad.
If you don't remember the conversation we had, here it is:
"ROLANDA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" You said.
"I am watching YouTube videos with you in it duh." I said while lifting my eyebrows up and down.
"WELL STOP IT!" you said.
"Why?"
"BECAUSE IT'S CREEPY!"
"How?"
"I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND ALREADY!"
"How? You haven't even asked me yet! Wait....you're probably thinking ahead! Um, for our wedding day, we should have-"
"We are not getting married Rolanda and you are not my girlfriend!"
"Okay fine. I'll get out but you will see more of me!"
I walked out of your house.
I will see you tomorrow Alex! bring your girlfriend along!
Love,
Rolanda
A/N: short intro chapter! it's really bad but at least it's something!
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