Heya people :D
*IMPORTANT NOTE*
CONTEST TIME :D I'm having a contest to make a new book cover for my story! Make a cover, send me a message that you've made one, and I'll message you my e-mail! Simple stuff :D I dunno how long the time limit thingy is, depends how many I get! So do it quickly!
The prize will be a chapter dedicated to you, and of course being the cover of TMH!
HAVE FUN :D
DEDICATED TO: JLuvz2rite, because we have plans to marry english guys with sexy accents when we grow up together :D
EDITED BY: ThumbsDWN :)
Enjoy <3
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Liza P.O.V.
I dreamt I was sleeping in some one's arms. I felt so safe, so peaceful, I wished that I would never wake up, and just stay like this forever. To forget all the confusion and pain of the last few days and just let all of that go, because here, in my dream, all of that no longer mattered.
But dreams never last, if you want them to or not, and soon I felt the arms around me move away, leaving a cold silence in its place. I tried to reach for them again, but I only felt air. Curling up into a ball, I tried to remember how wonderful it had felt, but memories were never as good as the real thing, and I slowly felt myself starting to wake up.
Better get up and face reality, then.
I yawned, and half-opened my eyes. They were met with a white, painted ceiling. Strange, my ceiling at home was wooden paneling. Hmm... that's weird, I thought with a yawn. I rolled over, and was surprised that I didn't fall straight off of my bed. Wow... maybe my bed grew overnight. That's just fine, too.
Wait a second...
Something was wrong here...
I forced myself fulling awake, and sat up in bed. I opened my eyes completely.
What the...
WHERE THE HELL WAS I?!
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No where that I knew, or even had ever been too. And it suspiciously looked like a guys room.
Oh God.
Looking down at myself, I was relieved to see that I was still wearing my clothes from yesterday. Okay, so that crossed off several very unwanted scenarios in my head. Thankfully.
So what was I doing here?
Who's house was this anyway?
And how did I get here?
I slid off of the four-poster bed, which was covered in emerald green covers and had a dark brown wooden backing. There was a large potted plant in a corner, and a wardrobe in another, with clothes strewn all around it. Guy clothes. There was a large window on the left of the bed, and the carpet was plush and white.
One wooden door led the way out, but I resisted the temptation of running out. I needed to find out where I was, and who had kidnapped me. Well, I wasn't quite sure that I had been kidnapped, but what other explanation was there?
There was a nightstand on one side of the huge bed and I reached over and took off a book that was laying on it. Hmmm... Wuthering Heights. We were still studying that in English. Could it be someone from my school?
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