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After series of texts and calls from 'Parker' . I feel .I don't know. Happy?
He is awfully hot
I mean, he has a nice personality :)
And He has a nice humor
I keep telling myself that as my insides churn while looking at his Instagram page.
Virgin are you not . I laugh to myself.
Minutes later I decide to go to sky's house .
I take the bath I was supposed to take two hours ago. Throw on some jeans and a camo tube . and order an uber.
Twenty minutes later
Another 20 minutes later , I'm here standing in front of Sky's apartment.
Apparently she isn't here. I feel so stupid , she did say she was going out . ughhh
I end up squatting at her door step and using my phone all through . I'm getting looks from her apartments mates . but I'm sorry, did you invite me in?
"Bluee..what are you doing here?" Sky sees me from the corridor. I'm sensing both happiness and uncertainty in her voice
"Where have you been?" I say to sky looking half heartedly I'm sure I've been here for about an hour
"I told you I went out with the boys .." She reply fidgeting with her keys to unlock the door
"Yh, but you also told me you'd text me back which you never did." I deadpan. What's wrong with sky?
"Oh, I forgot" she pushes the door aside and enters without even turning back .
"What's wrong with you? , since when did you start ignoring me" it comes out more like a shout . I'm getting frustrated with all this bs
"Nothing blue, I'm just.." She moves uncomfortably around the kitchen
"Don't worry, it's fine...about the thing I asked you over the phone"
"Mmhm" she mumbles from the pop corn she just put in her mouth
"Last night, after your dare..what happened, its all a blur to me and christian called and" I start
"Oh it was nothing, just the normal drink here and kiss there. No biggy." She backs me
"Are you sure , cause christian called me to apologize about something " I move closer. I sense her discomfort.
"Um, yh blue , your truth was to say who you liked , and you did" she says through her teeth.
"What?"
What. The. Actual. Fuck.
Christian O'Neil knows that I like him?????
"I'm sorry blue, but we were all drunk and all and I couldn't stop you , you seemed eager to say it.." Sky finally faces me .
"Fuck." I know I'm overreacting with this, but christian has been my crush since 6th grade and I think I prefer it that way. It's going to be more awkward now that he knows . stupid alcohol.
"Good part, he didn't say anything ?" She sounded like she was asking a question
" yea sky, it's supposed to be a good thing that he doesn't feel the same way." I say sarcastically
She laughs
I tell her all about the parker Franklin shinanigan and she squeals
I still ask her why christian called and all the other questions in my head. They seem to make sense . I can relax a bit . A bit.
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I can't stop thinking about how Christian must feel. He must have called to apologize because he thinks he needs to do 'crush duties'. You know, pretending like you are worried, caring a little bit more than normal , so the person wouldn't feel rejected even though that's basically how it is.
I pull out my phone from my pocket and text Christian . I have to clear some air. I'm relieved to see the 'online' identification pop up when I open our chat .
"Hi"
...
"Hey blue"
"I heard about, what happened last night and everything"
"Oh , what about it?" My heart sinks . I don't know what I expected to hear but the message does shovel me out
I don't know what to say . I should have thought about this. Hell.
Deny it
"Just wanted to tell you that I'm over it." I feel so stupid .
"It? :/"
"I mean , I'm over you." I'm making such a stupid ass mistake . but I'm blue .I can't face rejection.
But I think I've just made this more awkward that it was .
I'm too nervous to see his reply so I just drop my phone .
I hear the vibration from a new message but I refuse to pick it up
You still like christian , Everyone knows .
Pick up the damn phone and tell him
Shoot your damn shot
Blue?
Don't you dare fall asleep
There's a 1% chance he likes you
Blue?
I hear my inner conscience speaking to me , I'm tired . My eye lids become heavy
And I see red.
Isaac knows... Get the fuck up.
I jolt awake. Fuck .
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CURTAE POV
I hope no one slips up, I trust all my friends, I guess.
I chuckle to myself , when tf did I become this soft? , I don't care about blue or anything concerning her . I care about my reputation.
She's sick.
Fucking sick
But hell she doesn't know that
She thinks she's soo perfect
With her curves and black hair .
My hands automatically goes up to my throbbing side. How long does it take for this injuries to heal anyways?.
I cringe as I apply a damp cloth on my bruising side
"Isaac!" Kris shouts from downstairs
"Food is ready" she continues knowing fully well that I wouldn't answer her , she's not my mom
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