Wow .W.O.W
She was getting more and more beautiful day by day.
Yeah,i was stalking her.
On fuckbook.
Uh,i mean facebook.She was just...out of this worl-
"YAN!"
I jumped a foot in the air from my chair.
"Mom!",i groaned,covering my face with both hands.
My mom had this crazy ninja ability to sneak up on me without making any noise AND IT WAS ANNOYING!
Rule number 6
Don't EVER sneak up on a guy.
I closed my laptop when i felt her laser beamy eyes on it.
"Were you watching porn?",she asked,her hands on her hips,her blue eyes were getting dark.
It was a sign of danger.
"What?! Nooo",i groaned.Again.
She smiled as if feeling proud.
"That's my boy.I don't want you staring at naked girls,you hear me?",
I nodded .
Rule number 7
Keep nodding whenever your parents are throwing a lecture at you.
she was about to ruffle my hair,i leaned back from her touch.
"Mom!"
"Boys",she muttered,rolling her eyes and going out of my room.
That was....crazy.
****
"So football match,the whole school is gonna be there"
"I'm not even on the team,dude.Why should i come"
Right now,we were sitting on the table in the cafeteria.I was rolling a basketball in my hand.
"You can talk to her right now"
The rolling stopped.
I looked at Paul who was sitting beside me,his blond hair all over his face.
"I can?",i asked,my eyes going wide.
"Seriously,Rupert..stop acting like a fucking girl!.What the fuck do you mean "i can?".Ofcourse you can,dimwit".Paul said ,taking the ball from my hands.
"Huh",i said probably looking like a dumb kid.
Dumber than Bruce.
Talk with her?
Right now?
I really don't know why but my stomach was churning.
Weird.
I glanced at her,she was talking with her friends.She would laugh,then she would tuck that annyoing lock of hair behind her ear.
Man! I was so whipped.
There was dude sitting with her.I couldn't see his face clearly,his back was at me.
The green monster erupted in my chest,wanting to sunk its claws in that fuckwad!
"....here is what you're going to do.Go to her and invite her plus her geeky friends to the match."
"What?",i said,not getting what he was on about.
He smacked my head upside down.
"What was that for?!",i snapped ,rubbing my head.
"Okay,listen....."
He laid his masterplane infront of me.
Sounds like a good plane.
I jumped off from the table.my chest burning with a strange emotion.
Nervousness?
Wow.This love shit is really changing me.
Paul slapped my back,"Good luck,fucker."
I plasted a fake smirk on my face,"I don't need luck,Carter"
I needed luck.
Badly.
I made my way towards her table,which wasn't far from ours.
Everyone started to glance at me,the buzzing grew ten times worse when i got near to her table.
She still didn't notice me coming towards her.
I stopped beside her and that's when i noticed.
The dude.
He was that emo,still wearing the same shit he wore yesterday.
Alisha glanced at me,her big brown eyes filling up with confusion.
Uh,say hellow to your future husband.
Then a really REALLY strange thing happened.
She smiled.
At me.
She smiled....
"Hey",i said to her,glancing at her friends too....for a sec.
"Hey",she answered in a soft voice,looking at the....dude?
Wait.Did she liked-
"Its so nice to finally meet you,Ayan",Alisha said,her brown eyes lightning up.
I swear i didn't speak for ten seconds.Was this some kind of a fucked up joke?
"Uh..",i scratched the back of my head,totally forgetting my plane.
"Damon was just telling us about you",she said,clasping her hands together and throwing a smile at the emo dude.
He must be Damon.
He bit his lower lip,looking at me...with goey eyes?
The fuck?!
"I am so happy for you two"
My brain stopped working.
She reached out and touched the emo's hand,"Finally you found someone who can fully understand you,Damon",she squeezed his hand.
Her friends who were all ugly/nerdy/geeky ,were throwing sick sweet smile at me.
"Yeah,we too,Ayan",a fat girl with freckles all over her face said.
Then she blushed.
I was standing,rooted to the spot,my mind freezed.
Ant then everything started to sink in.
She thought i was a gay.
Gay for Damon.
The love of my life thought....i was a gay.
When that registered in my mind,everything turned red.
EVERYTHING.
I slammed my palm down on the table.
Everyone got silent.Pin drop slience.
"What the fuck is going on?",i asked in a calm voice,glancing at Damon and Alisha.
She was scared,then confused then angry...
Damon stood up,his eyes wide .
"I asked a question!",i hissed,my hand fisted at my side.
She too stood up,her cheeks getting red,"Don't you love Damon?"
I quirked an eyebrow at that,
"Like anyone would love that piece of shit!",i said in a low voice.
Her eyes started to burn.
"Don't talk about my friend like that!",she snapped.
"Then tell your "friend" not to talk shit behind me!",i said in a calm voice.I didn't want to lash out at her.Not now.Not ever.
Damon pushed the chair back and literally ran from here.
Coward
