Chapter 17- flowers, candy, bears, only means one thing, Valentine's!
AHA SEE I DIDN'T SKIP THIS HOLIDAY, TWO HOLIDAYS I DIDN'T SKIP AHA
I just freaking realized I skipped New Years, I wrote Christmas but not New years, *heavy ass sigh*
I listened to a buuuuunch of lovey dovey crap to get into ze mood, so thank me, I went through hell in my ears:)February 14th is a well known holiday, for couples. It celebrates love and commitment, thus not made for single people to celebrate. Luckily for me I had a companion to share this cliche ass holiday, which made me want to pull out my damn eyes. This holiday is the cheesiest fucking shit where people post all their shit they got from their 'man' which usually is either a dollar packet of roses, chocolate, and a cheap ass Teddy bear, OR, beautiful roses, chocolate, and still a cheap teddy bear. Anyway I shouldn't be dissing this holiday because in all honesty, Matt will most likely do that crap.
It's Valentine's, im hungry, im bored, I'M tired. I force myself, literally force myself, to get up and go downstairs. I slip into some slippers, i actually did slip into them, bloody hell. I predict that Andrea will most likely be here, Ricky will be in his room, and Jc will be out. As i reach downstairs, i am correct, 100%.
"Awe flowers, chocolate, cheap teddy bear, so original, so so so scandalous," I tease as I reach the fridge.
"Just jealous cuz Matt didn't get you anything," Kian jokes as I roll my eyes.
"Hm I much rather watch TV than listen to bullshi-bullcrap." I grab a juice box, followed by a fruit salad. After I grab a bone for Skater and go outside. "HI skater!" I shout, handing him his bone, with that he runs off and chews on his bone.
To: Matt
Zoe; Hi m@
Matt; I was just about to text you,
Zoe; oh
Matt; wanna be my Valentine's?
Zoe; no, I'M already somebody else's sorry :(((
Matt; oh..?
Zoe; yeah a guy named Matthew, do ya know him?
Matt; No
Zoe; oh well yeah he's scute and yep
Matt; hm. At what time should Matthew go to your house?
Zoe; hm 3, and he needs to bring a swimsuit.I remind myself to change it to change his contact number to M@, I'M so clever, ya gotta agree.
I finish my fruit Salad, throw it into the yard and head to my room. I look through my closet, looking for something. I pull out a black two-piece bathing suit, sunscreen, goggles, and a towel. I quickly change into the bathing suit, which fitted me perfectly. Once I got it all in hand, I run to the backyard.
"Squirt this unknown liquid onto my back, wont you?" I ask, eying her stomach. She nods and squirts the sunscreen onto ber hand, then massages it onto my back.
"How long until you find out the gender?" I asked, fumbling with my thumbs, another nervous habit I picked up.
"Couple months, she's only like 2 weeks," Andrea smiled, finishing putting sunscreen on my back. I made an 'O' shape with my mouth, followed by a thumbs up.
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3rd person point of view
///Matt and Zoe were chatting about him going on tour, Zoe asking questions. A world tour would seriously damage their relationship, being thousands of miles away would be hard, crap being a few miles away is hard.
"How long will you be gone?" Zoe managed to ask, playing with a stuffed dog which Matt got her. It looked like a unknown species of dog, a pug/chihuahua/golden lab/pitbull. Zoe laughed at the fail attempt of a dog, they spent a good 30 minutes arguing over the species.
"4 months." (I'M not sure if that's how long the guys will be on tour, correct me if I'M wrong.)
"When will you be gone?"
"In one month,"
"Then let's make this a fun one month!" Zoe laughed throwing her stuffed animal behind her and jumping into the pool, splashing Matt as her body touched the water.
Sucky pucky!
Sucky lucky ducky lumpy crumpy kinky linky pinky sminky dinky dicky pricky smicky primpy- I'M just trying to say this chapter sucked
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