•sunday
11:45 am
i lay in bed trying to get back to sleep, but it was no use. i've been exhausted from taking care of laura yesterday. i've literally never seen anyone so drunk EVER.
i had woke up around 10 and decided to make her breakfast. she was still passed out in my bed after throwing up half of the night.
she finally got up and when she did i had water and some headache medicine for her. the rest of the day i spent beside her and basically being her aid till she felt better. around 6 she decided to go home and i've been lying in bed ever since.
i get up and walk around the house to find that my moms not home. probably out with her friends. she never gets to have time with them so that's good.
i hop in the shower and put on some sweats with a calvin klein sports bra and leave my face natural. i turn the office on in the living room and settle down on the couch.
my phone dings and i look down.
unknown: hey, cameo?
me: uhh who is this?
unknown: anthony
my heart dropped. how did he get my number? does he want to talk to me? i had a million thoughts running through my mind and i was panicking.
me: anthony?? oh hey yeah this is cameo. how'd you get my number?
i then put his name into my phone as i waited for his reply.
anthony: i got it from laura lol. sorry i just wanted to text you.
me: no! it's all cool. i'm glad you did! what's up?
anthony: well i was just wondering if you wanted to do something today?
i stand up and start jumping up and down.
me: of course! i'm up for anything.
anthony: great, i already have something in mind. can i come pick you up in 10 minutes? i'm just down the road
me: yeah that's fine.
wait... 10 minutes! i look like a train wreck and he is 10 minutes away!
i jump over the back of the couch and sprint upstairs to my room. i begin to straighten my hair and put on some light makeup. i then very quickly throw on some ripped skinny jeans with my white champions hoodie and pair it with my white vans.
as i begin to walk down stairs there is a knock on the door and i walk a little quicker but stop right at the door to gather myself.
"hey" i say with a smile as i open the door.
"howdy cutie" anthony says then blushes a little after calling me cute.
damn. he's wearing a white long sleeved shirt with black ripped skinny jeans and white air forces. his hair is messy but in a cute way and his smile is really big today.
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everything i wanted
Fanfiction"he will never love you like you want him to" "he's broken" "he's only with you because he feels like he has to be" "he's a completely different person with you" "you have to let him go" "i can't, i love him"
