It's a hot night in my head in the chill of the winter
No, I've been lookin' hard for a lover disguised as a sinner
No, not a cheater, a redeemer
He's a cold, cold blooded defeater
It's a hot night in my head in the chill of the winter
ℕ𝔸𝕆𝕄𝕀
"ugh" i groan as my alarm rings. 7:30 am. why did i set an alarm for 7:30 am. then i realise it's not my alarm. i look beside me and freeze.
Erick.
but he's shirtless which worries me.
i look down and sigh in relief when i see clothes. yesterday's dirty clothes, but still clothes.
"oh shit. i'm sorry if i woke you" erick gets up and i get an eyeful of his toned chest.
"it's no big deal. what...happened last night?" i'm a little reluctant to know to be honest.
"you got lit and made me stay but now i gotta go"he pulls on a shirt and tries to fix his hair "band meeting"
i nod and he goes.
*timeskip*
the day is spent bickering a little with isla who apparently hooked up with Johann yesterday and oh my, i ship them. Lora is in another hotel, extremely hungover. she utterly refuses to talk to us.
my phone pings with a text and i look at it.
E; you may have spent a week in LA but you ain't seen nothing yet. it's your last day, if i'm not wrong so let me show you the real LA. meet you in 15 and it's a date btw
FIFTEEN MINUTES?! the boy is asking me on a date and giving me 15 minutes to get ready.
i tap out a reply while frantically making a run for my closet.
N; 20 and i'll be date ready
E; you girls and your time, tsk.
E; okay see you then.
i try and ignore the butterflies fluttering in my tummy.
a date.
welp, let's see how this one ends.
It's so hard when you're with someone
Your heart breaks and it ain't no fun
But I gotta take that risk tonight
I'm ready, I'm ready
I'm ready, I'm ready
For someone to love me
SONG OF THE CHAPTER; I'm Ready by Demi Lovato and Sam Smith
soo whats up??
btw our online class timings have been shortened so maybe a little more updating from now.
but then i really don't want this book to end.
decisions decisions
(sorry for this,the coffee in our house got over and i get a little loopy with no morning coffee in my system)
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𝐈 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 - EBC
Lãng mạn'I can see you hurting I've been through the same thing Baby, don't you worry, I got you' She was broken;he was misunderstood. She was breaking down ; he was trying to build up She was unsociable ; he was the 'it' boy She is fragile ; he won't let...
