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05

"Zach, c'mon! Get up!" I laugh. It has probably been an hour and he's fallen 11 times.
"Its too hard!" He whines.
"That's what she said," I mumble making me double over with laughter.
"Oh my god, I hate you." He smacks me. While I laugh I manage to fall over next to Zach. I grab my dress so it doesn't fly up and slowly stop laughing.
"Aw, I love you too Zachy-Poo." I smile. He begins to blush which makes me blush for some stupid reason.
"Poppey?"
"Hm?" I look up at him.
"What's that?" He points. I look down to see he's pointing at my gauze. When I fell my sleeves must have rose up.
"Uhm, when I was cleaning up this morning a knife hit my arm. It didn't hurt much, so I'm fine. Let's continue to rollerblade, shall we?" I quickly get up and put my hand out to help him. He uses it to get up but doesn't let go. He rolls up my sleeve and begins to take it off.
"Poppey-"
"Zach, stop! I said I'm fine. Can we not do this here?" I rip my arm from his grasp and put the gauze back on. I skate over to the table and sit down. I take off my rollerblades and head to the counter to turn them back in. I hurry to change back into my shoes and head to the car to wait for him. It takes him about ten minutes until he opens the passenger door. I start the car without saying a word and head back to my apartment.
As we head to the elevator he tries to stop me again.
"Poppey, I'm sorry." But I ignore him being the bitch I am. I keep walking past the elevator to the stair case. I am not standing in an elevator with him. I know its not really his fault. Actually, its my fault. I shouldn't be taking my anger out on him, but I don't want to talk to anybody right now. Or maybe I do... I'm just not used to talking to someone about something so personal, other than my Twitter followers but they don't know me, they know the old me. I open up the door at the end of the hallway and start heading up to my room. I can hear footsteps behind me so its probably him. I continue to walk without saying a word. When I get to my floor I walk up to my door and open it. I keep it open as I walk into to my room and begin to take off my clothes. I walk over to my drawer in my panties and bra and pick out my christmas onesie and my white slippers. When I'm done getting dressed I stride across the hall to my bathroom. I hear the shower going so I knock.
"Yeah?" I hear Zach yell so I could hear him over the shower.
"Can I come in? I just need to wash my face!" I yell in response.
"Yep!" I walk in and walk straight to my sink. I take out my facial cleansing supplies and begin to clean my skin. I hear the faucet turn off and in the mirror I see him take a towel that he threw on the shower so it was hanging on the rod that held up the curtain. He steps out with a towel hanging dangerously low on his hips. When I realize I'm staring I go back to cleaning my face. Thank god I have soap on my face because its probably as red as a tomato.
"Sorry," I mumble. I grab a towel from under my sink and dry my face after I splashed water with it. I clean up and walk out of the bathroom leaving the door open, grabbing my headband along the way. I walk over and sit on my bed with my laptop. I open it swiftly to see Netflix is already open. I click on Gossip Girl and continue to watch the episode I left off on. I laugh at a couple parts and smile at the parts I thought were cute with Blaire and Chuck and Serena and Dan. They are so adorable together. I finish my episode and close my laptop. I set it on the floor beside my bed along with my slippers. When I close my eyes I feel someone lay down on the opposite side of the bed and their arms wrap around my torso. A little smile etches itself across my face when I turn so I'm laying on my side.
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Double update bc im mean and didn't update🙌 its short, but its an update
ily bbs
xoxo,
M