Home is a person and not a place ?

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Valentina's POV

Last night. Last night. Last night, it was great it was like great like amazing like the best night I've ever had. We did it over and over and over and over until we fell asleep. I love Banks. He's just the best. I just feel like one day I'll marry him. I think of what life could be like while staring into his eyes. Than he woke up and I felt embarrassed. He goes "good morning beautiful." He always calls me beautiful it makes me feel about myself when he does. Good morning Banks. When he said this my heart dropped, "what are we." I don't really know what we are. So I say, "I'm not sure." I could tell that by me saying this made him angry since as soon as I said that he got up and walked into the bathroom. Ugh. I walk over to the door and softly ask him to open it and he says, "no well you can actually leave. I'm sick of you playing with my emotions because your not sure about yours. I'm more than sure about mines so hit me up when your ready for a relationship." Hearing that made my heart sank. I knocked on the door and said, "But Banks I love you." He goes, "Yea but not enough to want to be with me so maybe I'll just go fuck your cousin." What the fuck does that mean. Since I was leaning on the door when Banks opened I kinda fell into to him he softly pushed me off of him and said that I should leave. No what are you talking about. He rolls his eyes at me and says, Can you just get the fuck out of my house. I look at him roll my eyes grab my shit and leave. I do not want to talk to him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. Well I don't but he pisses me the fuck off. And as soon as I get home from school me and Zoë are gonna have a little talk!