THIS COULD BE READ AS A STAND ALONE!
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has always been the oblivious one. Ever since that night when he was eight, the nightmares never left him, turning sleep into a battleground. But now, life appears perfect-he has a girlfriend, good frie...
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"What are you doing here? I thought told you I'm not in the mood for Sunday sleepover" Damien bursted through my room, pillows, blankets, drink and two bucket of popcorn in his hands.
"I know you, Mike. You always love Sunday sleepovers. Now make space for me" And like he said, I moved over until I was against the wall.
"Who hurt my Muzzle?" I cringed. "When will you stop calling me that name" He grinned, "Never" He swore on that.
He yanked the remote which was in my lap and selected The maze runner movie p.2 before settling down.
Without thinking, my head ended up on his shoulder and he didn't seem to mind. His sucked in a breath, though which confused the shit out of me.
Our legs touched for the 50th time, and I was started to get tired on how I felt about this every-time. Heart pounding, butterflies and worst.. I can't even say it.
Something's going on with me, I needed answers to all of this.
"Is..it okay if Romeo and Zane come?" Damien asked and disappointed washed all over me. "Sure" I nodded slowly, averting my eyes off him and to the loud television.
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"So it's true. You guys will be living together?" Zane was basically happy for them, and I am..so happy for them as well.
"Well if it wasn't for Damien, then it wouldn't have happen," A chuckle slipped out when he said. Damien shot me a look and I forced the grin off my face.
A controller landed on my lap, "Let's kick these lovebirds ass" I glanced at him, a smirk appearing on my face, "No problemo" I sat up and ready to knock them out.
After 30 mins of shouting and yelling, I had the urge to go outside, which sparked a sidea to take Sabrina out on a date to apologize for my sudden reaction.
And now, I was in the restaurant, trying to settle in. I watch the time on my watch, heart pounded, foot tapping nervously on the floor as I waited.
The scent of her perfume hit me, her hands wrapped around my neck as she leaned to kiss my cheeks. "Was I too late?" Signing, she sat down, while I observed her dress and, how it fit exactly on her, her smile, her dimples, yet I struggled to feel something.
"Right on time" I plainly said.
It was quiet for the first time, no small talks or flirting like we used to do and Sabrina noticed it. "Mike, are sure everything's alright?" She placed her hands on mine, squeezing it.
"Y-yeah" I pulled my hands away from hers, not even realizing I did it. She clenched her hands, clearly had enough of my bullshit.
