Love, and Passion l.t

Roy!

I lied.. I walk and walk and walk until my feet hurt. But I'm not going home, I can't go anywhere where Justin knows where I might be. So I just keep walking. I walk down this road where I have never been before. I walk down it. It has houses like they have.. In the.. "Ghetto." As I walk, I walk past this house that has music up very loud. People are outside making out on the front pouch. Some man is smoking a pipe thingy. What! That can't be?! Is it!......it's Miroku(his nickname is Harry) he is a Monk and He is Mustang's(Roy) Best Friend EVER! They are both preps, and they are both friends with Louis. He normally has his hair pulled back in a small ponytail, but now it's down, and curly. Super sexy. U can tell it's natural. But he is a bitch and Sango loves him. And he loves her, but they aren't dating. Or anything. But I shouldn't be thinking he looks sexy! I hate him! What the hell. I realize I'm just standing there staring at him. And he is looking at me.. Shit. He sets the pipe thingy down and says something to the people making out. He walks of the porch and walks towards me. I'm frozen, I don't know what to do.

"Hey, Britney? What are YOU doing here?" Hey says bitchy

"Uh. Nothing. Of your business!" I say getting mad, cause the reason I'm down here is all because of Justin.

"Ouch! Someone is mad." He says smirking.

"Ya we'll I'm just having a bad ass day" I say.

"Oh. Justin. I thought I warned u he would do something.. One day." He says feeling proud.

"Ya we'll don't be too proud. U ain't much better" I say feeling like I want to punch him. I have never felt like that before..

"Ok. Haha. Very funny. But are u ok? U don't look to good. He says.

"What ever." I say walking off.

"Wait!" He says running after me and grabing my arm. "Let me help u. Come with me." He says pulling me into toward the house.

When we get to the porch the people stop sucking each other's lips off and look at miroku and me.

"Daamn, dude! U got u good one! I get it after u!!" The man says.

We walk inside. The music is SO loud, and there are people everywhere. Grinding, twerking, making out and going past that. We walk past the living room and go to the kitchen. There! He! Is! Roy! He is drinking beer. I'm positive. I know he is tipsy, drunk. Bad.