re-living

T W O

i wake up to the smell of bacon wavering my apartment.

"the hell?" i ask confused, why does it smell like bacon?

i jump out of bed, thinking there'd an intruder cooking. which is weird to think about but it's still scary.

i rush time the kitchen and roll my eyes once i realize who it is.

"oh, good morning carry." nick says charily.

"fuck off.." i say pissed.

"whoa, didn't know you'd be such a grinch in the morning. but i made you breakfast." he smiles.

i look at him with no care whatsoever, "thanks, bitch."

he chuckles, " no problem, asshole."

i honestly don't care at this point, nick can call me whatever.

just as i bite into a piece of bacon i remember what nick said late last night, about wanting to sleep with me.

i feel chills down my back, a cold shiver making its way throughout my body.

he must catch feelings fast because i've known him four days, and he's already wanting to sleep with me.

men these days.

"okay, so i am going back to my apartment now. again, thanks for letting me stay and i guess i'll see you around." nick says shyly.

i nod, "yeah, anytime loser. see you!" i say as i finish my bacon.

he chuckles, "see you, pig."

i roll my eyes as the door shuts.

tell me why nick has to do this to me. i'm thinking about everything that's happened, things i've done, and said, but what makes him think i'm anywhere close to attractive.

i literally look like trash, especially this time of the day, as soon as i wake up. and also i dont try to be prettt, i'm just plain, regular, boring carry.

i take a minute to clean up the kitchen then get ready for the day. i put on a sundress and sandals, feeling a little out of my comfort zone this morning.

let's go shopping, i say to myself. i need tok house shop because my house looks plainer than a bagel with no cream cheese.

that's pretty plain if you ask me.

i grab my keys and skip to my car, catching nick on the way out as well.

"hey stranger!" i say, sneaking up behind him.

he turns around with a smile, and i watch his eyes travel down my body.

"holy-" he stops himself as his face peeps red.

i chuckle.

"carry you look great," he says shyly.

"aw thanks."

"what're you doing?!" he asks kindly.

"going shopping, wanna come with me?" i smile, suddenly feeling sick to my stomach.

maybe he poisoned the bacon.

"sure, be right out. i'm going to grab my wallet."

he jogs inside the building as i wait outside. i put my hands together and they're very sweaty.

okay...he had to of poisoned the bacon. i've never felt like this ever.

that bastard.

(also, this book is for fun. not serious. i am currently writing a book that is more what i want to be like, & what is more what y'all would think so based off the authors note)