i don't really know what this is, but sub it to anyone you want to imagine this with. it's some RP in your head type of thing, random, i know. but that's what this "book" is supposed to be.
I ran into an unlocked room to hide from my friends from our game of hide and seek, i finally relaxed after seeing my friends run past my hiding spot and looked up. My mouth fell open in shock.
Me: what are you doing here?
He smirked.
Him: waiting for you.
I scoffed.
Me: yeah right, i mean it, what are you doing here?
Him: Well in case you haven't noticed, i'm playing the game too.
Some part of me was surprised and a little happy, the other part was filled with dread.
Me: Go away.
Him: Who? Me?
Me: Yes, you.
Him: *snorts*
Why? i'm the one who found this spot first.Me: okay, then you can go find another one just like it.
Him: But there won't be another one just like it because that means you won't be in here.
grr. frickin flirt, Stop it!
Me: Okay? What do i have to do with your soon-to-be-found hiding spot?
Him: *boops you*
i want you in it. duh.Me: well i don't, leave.
i'm still trying to get over you.Him: Aren't you with someone else right now though?
He's referring to the time i had to make it look like i was with someone by awkwardly holding one of my guy friends' hands while passing him by.
Me: What's it matter to you? ...Ugh, never mind. just go away.
Him: No, i found this place first. you leave.
I kind of expected that response.
Me: i don't care if i get caught at this point anyway.
*turns around and heads for the door*
So okay, Bye!Him: *Grabs you from behind and pulls you back* On second thought..
Me: What the hell?! Let me go!
Him: Stay.
Me: What? No!
Him: With me.
I hesitate for a little bit as the words set into my brain because, unfortunately, i'm still in love with him. he knows this.
Him: You there?
*waves hand in front of your face*
Your face is hot pink.Me: *snaps back into reality*
no it's not. Anyways, still no. Sorry, but i politely decline your offer.i say as i turn back around towards the door. He grabs your wrist and yanks you back towards himself and you accidentally slam towards his broad chest.
Me: Ow! what the heck was that for?!
Him: It wasn't a question.
Me: i don't care! i'm leaving!
Him: You still love me don't you?
i answer back in complete silence, avoiding his question.
YOU ARE READING
A random book
PoetryJust poems about depression, if you like that kind of stuff, I guess, it won't exactly be so updated as normal authors, so be discreet.