blank space || a.i. (DISCONTINUED)

one

nice to meet you, where you been?
i could show you incredible things.
magic, madness, heaven, sin
saw you there and i thought,
"oh my god, look at that face,
you look like my next mistake.
love's a game, wanna play?"

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my eyes flickered over to this new guy in the neighborhood- 6 foot tall, dirty blond curly hair, glorious tan, a jawline basically sculpted by the gods, quite muscular, must be really toned- totally my type.

my lips formed into my signature smirk, which landed into the school's metaphoric hall of infamy. oh joy.

i twirled a blonde hair strand around my finger, biting my lip.

i watched him help his mother carry boxes into the house right beside mine through my bedroom window.

i bet he'd be going to the same school as i did, which was even better.

other than my smirk, i was very well known for having many, many conquests.

which, in fact, is mostly rumors made up when i'm practically just seen with a boy. ridiculous, right? all started year 8.

fun fact: i am a virgin and the student body needs a dictionary. i'd really call it, i don't know, RELATIONSHIPS, maybe but where's the fun in that?

but instead of calling them out as false (then again, who would believe me), i embraced those said rumors, claiming them to be the truth with a nonchalant "yeah, yeah, whatever asshats" because i'm just so done with them. idiots that took up 9/10th of the school believed it of course. the rest of the 1/10 didn't want to care, which is completely fine by me.

i've been with 4 guys in reality while the rumor mill says i've been with 10 and slept with more than 15.

i don't have time for that. and again, virgin.

number one was mid year 8 and a guy i had genuinely liked, name was jake, but he cheated on me 3 months in. there was a very ugly, and regrettably, public break up, and he started the crazy rumor that I was the one who cheated. the guy i was supposedly cheating with was clarke, jake's friend, who was apparently paid to take the blame and proclaim proudly that he was the one who i've been cheating with and that i "forced" him into the affair.

bullshit.

number two was in early year 9, topher was the name, was one of the ones who are total sweethearts at first but in truth a complete douchebag. told the student body i was "clingy af"- yes, af- and that i shouldn't be dated. but hey, number three came along in late year 9 anyways. we were only together for two weeks, mainly because 1) he's a douchebag and 2) he was a misogynistic bastard.

now number three: his name was alexander. not alex, not xander, but alexander. he wasn't like normal people who generally liked nicknames. i don't even know. he was so good but i broke up with him at end of year 9 because i felt that i wasn't treating him right. lasted a good two months and three weeks. he's with a girl now, named elise, and they're super cute.

he's basically the only ex i'm sorta friends with but since i did date him, he still adds to my number of "conquests".

friendly reminder, it's called a relationship, people.

people don't listen as usual.

moving on.

finally, number four. the worst one yet. lasted from mid year 10 till the near end of year 11. shocking it lasted that long, ain't it? the name's oliver.

fucking shithead of an asshole son of a bitch.

yes, he's that bad.

basically, perfect first month, then he wanted to have sex with me, not knowing i was in fact a virgin, but i stopped him saying that, "i want this relationship to be perfect, i don't wanna rush it" mainly because i wanted to save my virginity until i was ready. of course, being the asshat that he is, he slept with other girls in school while we were still dating. and just like jake, he started spreading rumors about ME cheating and only staying with me because he "still has hope" when little naive me was the one who still had hope.

so many guys' names were thrown around, who were also paid to claim our affairs were true, and i finally snapped before prom.

i ended up not going.

i looked out my window again, seeing my new neighbor close the trunk of their car. he wore a red bandana around his head, a muscle tank, and black ripped skinny jeans, i forgot to mention.

if i'm planning to date him, might as well get to know him soon.

this is gonna be disastrous.

oh well, last year of high school. what do i have to lose? a scarlet letter has been written on my forehead for the past four years anyway.

knocking on my bedroom door snapped me out of my thoughts. my mom opened the door slightly and poked her head through the gap.

"hey honey," she said.

"'sup mom?"

"we have new neighbours," she sang.

"i see that," i replied in the same tone.

"they're the irwins, wanna come and say hi? i heard that they have a son the same age as you."

i smirked once again.

i hope he'll like to play a game i'm famous for called love.

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YEAH OKAY HIII CHARISMA HERE

I'M REALLY PROUD OF MY COVER, I MADE IT MYSELF, YOU LIKE?

Okay, so idrk how to explain the narration of this, it's kinda like a mixture of first person and documenting..?

Basically, it's sorta like Easy A, the movie? -ish idk but i hope you like it haha

The sort of broken grammar is also intentional bc she blabbers a lot hahahaha

(like me lmao)

i don't know when i'll update next but i guess when i get a fair amount of reads and stuff then i'll upload the next chapter? Because i actually have like 14 more fanfic ideas i'm gonna write so i guess i'm going to write chapter ones for those first and see how it goes. Btw, most of the stories I'm writing are each of 5sos will have three stories based off songs from 1989, so I hope you like that.

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