꒰ 🍰 ⊹ LOVE BOMB ᵎ
◞♡ ⃗ 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉, Chloe Hart, one of the most
popular girls in school and is dating the most
popular guy, Andy Goldfarb. What happens when
they're relationship goes down hill? Will they be
able to fix it?
or
Andy Goldfa...
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I lie down on my bed, staring at the ceiling for a minute. After I got bored, I quickly get up and slip on my shark slides before heading downstairs to the living room. I settle onto one of the couches, gazing at the random nature photos that flash across the big TV screen. Then, I hear the gate buzzer go off from the front mudroom. I jump up and dash towards the door, pressing the buzzer button before speaking into it.
"Who is ittt?" I say in a teasing tone, a smile creeping its way onto my face.
"Open the damn gate, you butt head," Andy's voice comes through the speaker, making me gasp loudly in mock offense.
"You're so mean," I retort, pressing the button to open the gate.
"Yeah, yeah, you still love me," Andy quips before riding through the open gate. I watch his departure on the little screen before closing the gate again. Turning on my heel, I head back to the living room and settle down.
Two minutes later, I hear the front door open, but I don't bother moving. TikToks are more important, after all. I scroll to the next video, one of those "Facts that you never knew about." As I listen to the first fact, I learn that a toilet is seven times cleaner than your phone. What the flip. I let out a little scream, tossing my phone onto the couch before rushing to the kitchen to wash my hands like twenty times.
I hear hurried footsteps approaching the kitchen as I continue to scrub my hands like a crazy person.
"What happened?" Andy asks from behind me.
"I just found out that a toilet is seven times cleaner than my phone!"
"...you seriously screamed because of that? I thought there was an axe murderer or something," he starts to laugh, leaning on the counter beside me.
"SHUT UP," I use my hands to spray some water in his face before darting away. Of course, I turn off the water—I won't be flooding the house today. Anyways, as I said I tried to run to away. Key work: tried. I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist to stop me before picking me up.
"AHHHHHHHHHH STRANGER DANGER!!!" I yell, laughing as I try to push away from him.
"Nuh uh" he walks over to the couch well laughing before throwing me on it and then laying on top of me so I couldn't move.
"You're so fatttttttt," I try to push him off me but obviously it doesn't frickin work.
"Haha who's the loser knowwww"
"Kill yourself"
"Ermmm no because then I wouldn't be able to see your beautiful face," he says the end in a little baby tone.
"Your so funky," I say, giggling a little. I missed this to much, to much that I would never admit it obv. My pride could never.
