Ross
The moment I start going back to my car, I find an iPhone on the ground. It must be Jo's.
I have to return this to her now. I know it in my head but a very selfish part of me refuses to so I can believe I did have something with her a few moments ago a bit longer. Something real that is.
"Pathetic."
I laugh at myself before shoving the phone into my pocket and walking away from her apartment.————
Hero
I keep tossing and turning on my bed for hours now. I can't fucking sleep due to this overwhelming feeling.
What will she wear tomorrow? Will she smell like vanilla as usual? Will she smile at me when I show up at her home? Thousands of, millions of questions are generated in my mind. Now I get how my classmates felt the day before their school trips and shit. It's a mixture of excitement and nervousness.
Is she as nervous as me? I hope so.I close my eyes to remember her beautiful figure correctly. Her golden hair which smells exactly how I like. Her curvy body which is hidden under her school uniform. Her cutest nose which flares when I tease her. Her baby cheeks with a birthmark on the left side. And her blue-gray eyes. Fuck, those eyes. Once she stares me with them, I'm under her spell with no choice. There is no way I can get enough of her and I'm sure I'll always get too excited when I see her. I will kill you if you tell her that, though!!
Shit, I can't sleep with her gorgeous face in my head. Maybe, counting sheep will do? So I start counting those imaginary smelly, ugly fur balls that run before me.
One. Two. Three. Four...
I hope my dream will take me away before my head turns into some farm house.*
... 997. 998. 999. 1000.
I can't believe I just counted the 1000th sheep. This is a new record.
Although my eyes are closed, I feel a lay of bright sun hitting on my exhausted face, letting me know it's already morning. Fuck.
Groaning, I get up from my bed and go take a shower. I deliberately lower the water temperature so to wake myself up. And I think it worked after all.I wear a black shirt and black dress slacks which I had my tailor make for me only for today after I brush my teeth three times and shaved twice. And by the time I check the clock, it's already 7:30 am, which means I have to leave for her apartment now.
Grabbing my black jacket from the back of a chair, I walk outside my room to the limo waiting for me at the entrance. I get in the car and tell Eliot who is my driver the destination.
"Go to Langford's apartment."
"Yes, sir."
He replies before bringing the limo into life.
At the back of the car I audibly yawn every ten seconds because of my lack of sleep."Are you feeling ok, sir?"
Eliot asks me from the front. Guess it's that obvious.
"Of course I am. Now fuck off!"
I say in a voice which is uncharacteristically cheerful and he instantly apologize for his nosy ass even though his face looks more confused than ever.
"I'm gonna make her pay for my lack of sleep later."
I whisper even though I would gladly stay up all week if only I could see her the next week, thinking of that specific girl who's waiting for me.————
Josephine
I glance at the clock on the wall. 6:30. Which means I had one hour sleep tonight. Yay. I must look as dead as a zombie today.
I kept tossing and turning last night being too anxious about this double date. A half of me was worried if Hero could behave himself in front of my best friend and her boyfriend because you know why. The other half of me, on the other hand, was nervous because this is actually my first date with Hero since I heard his feelings for me. I know it's ridiculous to feel this way because I don't even know if my feelings for him is real or not and we meet everyday at our high school anyway, but I can't help it. Ugh. This me is really annoying.
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