Chapter 33🖤

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Bebe recha- the way i are
Billie Eilish - therefore I am

Anna's Pov
It has been a two week and thank the lucky stars, I haven't seen Brandon. Eli said i have to make up my mind, I must decide whether I wanna go back to Brandon or leave him. I appreciate the fact that he's a good friend and he is trying to help, but making this decision is not easy. I did love Brandon and maybe I still care, crazy I know.

"Maybe we could go to the mall." my mom says.

"Uh...sure" My mom has been suggesting we have a bit of fun on this boring day called Saturday. I hardly focused on her ideas since I was busy scrolling through my Instagram. My phone rings and I groan as Brandon's name appears on my screen.

"Mind if I talk to Ashley in my room?"ugh not me lying to my mom again.

" Okay, say hi"

"Uh Anna" my mom calls.

"yes mom?"

"You should tell me about this boyfriend of yours, yeah?"

"Its no use, we over," I give her a said smile. "Wait, how did you know?"

"Your phone has been ringing for a while Anna, you might wanna answer it" she dismisses me, I'm yet to know how she found out.

'Brandon' I answer.

'Riann, thank God you answered' silence falls for a few seconds.

'This is the part where you tell me why you called me'

' Oh I had no idea mam'

'cool, delete my number then'

'Riann wait, please'

' What for?'

'Okay sorry, can we talk'

'What exactly are we doing right now'

'Riann please, I want to see you'

'You have to be kidding me'

'Please just 10 minutes, please Riann'

'Fine, where?'

'Our place, right now'

'Mrs Green's corner, it's not our place.'

'We had our moments there baby'

'yeah yeah whatever, bye'

'I love you' I cut the call after he said that.

"Mama mind if I step out for a bit?"

"Okay, no problem, give mama a kiss," my mom says.

"Jesus mom, how old am I? 10?" I laugh but kiss her on the cheek anyway.

"You'll always be my little dinky winky" she makes funny faces.

"mom!" I groan. "you never told me how you found out"

"Anna you came home crying, was smiling weeks before that, went out a lot, everything teenagers do when dating" she explains.

"Oh okay"

"Well?" my mom says, she obviously wants me to give her all the details, moms.

"It didn't work out, bye now."I rush out before he says anything.

Author's note
Poetry and novels 🖤typing is tiring but hey, what can I say.

Do tell me, one direction or little mix? I am a mixer what bout you?

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