It All Started when I was FLUSHED down the TOILET

29: You pooped out a what?

~Chloe~

10:15p.m

We all sat together, cosily roasting marshmallows by the fireplace at the same time enjoying cake.

Well Simon and Cherry were dead asleep on the carpet, I couldn't blame them; today was a handful.

It was strangely cold tonight; global warming clearly had other plans this year.

The people who thought that global warming wasn't real probably thought that the world was flat.

Don't shoot me.

I'm just sprinkling facts.

I was cross-legged facing Axe Body Spray who kept smiling at me and roasting my marshmallows before feeding me.

I tried to object, don't get me wrong; but whenever that boy smiled, his dimples would show completely catching me off guard and getting me thinking that I was pregnant...again.

My vision was blurrier earlier but now it was fine. Sure Axel looked like he was glowing as if beauty radiated off of him; but that was just because it did.

Life wasn't fair.

I was staring at a literal angel and he kept staring at me like I had just pooped out a golden egg.

I was still a little high on painkillers but that was just because of the tiny fall I had earlier. All I got were minor cuts and bruises and a real painful wind knocking.

People always said that you couldn't get hurt whilst you're drunk and to that I say bullshit!

I felt my teeth rattle as soon as I hit the ground, the grass was meant to be soft but the ground definitely wasn't.

That's why it was called the ground in the first place. Because hitting it would grind your bones and get them ready for a salt shaker.

You get me?

Anyways, I was swooning over my hot boyfriend. I watched intensely as he gently blew on the fresh marshmallow, his lips rounded enough for his minty breath to blow into my nostrils.

He was so patient feeding me the sweet and fluffy treats as if I were his queen. I returned the favor but with my fingers gently tracing his gorgeous lips.

I sighed, smiling like the idiot I was but something crossed my mind and I began frowning again.

"What's wrong?"He asked furrowing his gorgeous eyebrows?

Could eyebrows be gorgeous?

Was that even legal?

Somebody please grab a thesaurus and uncle Google.

"Nothing, nothing."I shrugged off looking away.

He however, as usual; lifted my chin up to him with his index finger making me face him.

"What's wrong cupcake?"He asked worriedly and damn I felt defeated like a snowman trying to get through summer without melting.

I sighed before answering. He knew me pretty well.

"Well, I wanted to apologize for ruining your birthday."I started feeling ashamed of myself.

"I just want to be a good girlfriend I guess but I just wish I had experience." I admitted wholeheartedly.

"Chloe, you're probably the best thing that has ever happened to me. This has been the best day of my life."

I uwued so hard to the point where I didn't know what uwuing was. He held me so proudly all the time and I didn't feel like I deserved it.