My Big fat friendzone

Chapter 20

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Chapter 20

I dragged myself to my dresser, slipped on some grey trackies and a one sleeve white with an "I Love You" written in baby pink across the bust of a sheer-shirt , my black push up bra, yes push up, theres nothing wrong with a little help, my hair tied up in a bun since i was asleep, and my white ankle high air forces and headed out.

As quietly as i can, i walked across that room as if my life depended on it, no way in hell would jai give me permission to go and see the one boy who has caused the most part of my mild depression, nor would he agree to me meeting any individual at 4:30 am in the bloody morning.

Before jai noticed, i quietly grabbed my phone and beanie from ontop of the bed where jai was sleeping, climbed out the window because the door was too risky since jai would probably grab the nearest baseball bat and smash anyones head open as well as the fact that there are way to many robbers and

Murderer waiting for fresh meat.hence, i decided to unleash my spiderman/wolverine skills on that oak tree and climb it down as gracefully as a butterfly.......that made sense.

When my feet finally reached the floor i stopped and looked up at the dark black , star filled sky, like a bucket of silver sparkle dust splattered all over a canvas. that sky and those stars were such a scene, il never forget such a beautiful night, well morning more realistically.

Second thoughts of whether to keep walking, meet elias, either receive my punishment , have the night of my life, or turn my body back around, and walk straight back up those stairs and plump myself right back into bed.

But something was weird, i was acting so reluctant in my brain, i had all intention of going back to bed because i knew this meet up ment trouble, the one problem is , my feet were paralyzed. Like they moved themselves towards the cemented pavement, towards elias, towards grief and towards trouble, i couldn't help it , well my feet couldn't help it, was i excited no, intrigued and interested, hell yeah!

Walking down the street at night is completely different than in day light. No birds, no children on bikes and roller skates, no ice-cream trucks and barking dogs, its deserted, like the zombie apocalypse had hit town and i wasn't a victim.

Counting the steps that took me to turn that curve, i counted , 1 , 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 and stopped, am i really doing this? Going to meet elias? At 4:30 AM!

I guess i have to live life to the fullest, Yolo, if that even applies in this situation...

I stumbled upon some pebbles before i turned the curve , i poked my head out from behind an advertisement wall , trying to hide my already visible forehead i caught only a glimpse of elias's perfect sandy hair, his jawline moving as he chews on a strip or chewing gum, his long tanned and toned legs, those arms that are muscular , i began to ponder whether this was a set up. I mean why would a model like elias be interested in a messed up girl like me? I really am not all that.

I stood in that same position for over 15 minutes just incase torrance popped out from under some bush or from behind a car waiting to humiliate me , but I'm not backing out , torrance doest phase me anymore, shes popular yeah, but i can be popular, i can be a slut, if i wanted to , at least.

I received yet another text ,

New message : elias 💙

Where are you?

After i read that text i noticed how long i had been standing behind that wall for, and i got a random snap back into reality, sucked in as much air as i can so that i can breathe out a sigh of relief.