the sound of my phone ringing awoke me from a nightmare, thank god for ignorant people calling me on my only day off.
"h-hey?" I mutter into the phone
"leilaaaaaaa" my best friend, Ashton sung from the other side.
"oh hi hey morning"
"would you like to go for coffee with me this morning?"
"I would love to but I'm pretty tir-"
he cut me off, insisting I have to get out of bed this instance because he was already sitting in my lounge with my dog.
"Ashton goddamn Fletcher Irwin" I groan, hanging up the phone, no longer needing to sleep I drag myself down stairs, to at his word, seeing him sprawled across my couch, my little pug dog, Daisy mimicking his actions.
I'm not even in the room two seconds before I have a man sized baby hugging me, nuzzling his nose into my neck, my messy bun making his complain that he's snorting hair dye and spray.
"do we really have to go for coffee ash?"
I moan, I wasn't really in the mood for people today, well I'm never in the mood for people, give me free WiFi, my favorite book and social media websites I'd be a happy teenager. but instead, I have to study, work and find an income for my baby sister who stays with me, shes at a friends place for the weekend as I had studying, but today was my day to clean, sleep and dwell on how much I disliked my situation.
once again, I disliked many things in life, I disliked how you couldn't get my bun perfect each morning, I disliked that love was only an illusion, I disliked unhappiness, and most of all, I disliked the scars thrown on my body,
I disliked nearly everything in life, except Ashton, I didn't dislike him, I was in love with him.
but how can I be in love with someone when I don't even love myself?
AUTHORS NOTE:
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