"Do I make you uncomfortable?" he asked, about to put on his shirt. "No! Um, I'm just wondering-" "Why I don't have my shirt on?" he finished for me. I nodded. "Well, it's blazing outside and the only way to cool down was to take off my shirt." "Then, why-" "Am I sitting with you?" It was as if he read my mind. I...
"My love, its really not up to you is it?" The dork that forced me to live with him says with a smile on his perfectly made face. "Don't you ever and I mean ever call me that! I will never love a monster like you!" I yell at him. The smile on his face disappeared and was replaced with anger. He got up and walked to me...