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I sighed looking around my room. In one hour I would be at my first sleepover. I couldn't help it. Whenever I tried to distract myself my thoughts trailed down to one person. Jace. I was worried, mad, sad, any emotion inside me was starting to boil up. If I knew him in real life I would of slapped him... Although i would be and should be slapped. He was a douche a pervert, but deep down he was nice and sweet and I just threw it all away. I never was nice to him, I never told him he was a great friend and lastly but not least I never told him how I felt. The chances were slim that he would like me back, I mean I'm not curvy like the others, my hair is red and my eyes are just horrible. The only thing I'm good at is studying and being completely stupid when it comes to the matters of the heart. I'm so dumb. I should of followed my heart. But nooooo my head had to say something else! I sat on my bed with a thud holding my phone close.

Hey.... Ashley, it's me Jace please I'm sorry....

Jace!

I'm sorry!!!

I would so HUG YOU, right now if I could.

What why? Did I miss something?

JACE, YOU DIDN'T TEXT ME IN SO LONG I GOT WORRIED OKAY!

Okay, okay I know it's my fault and I'm sorry!

I would hug you and then slap you! For real!

😂😂 Okay baby~

At least the old Jace is back....

I'm happy to talk to you again Ashley.

I'm happy as well Jace.

Well, I have to help my sister out see ya later cutie~

See ya later douche!

YA know ya love me~

Get over yourself pervert

I already have ~

Huh how I don't see it

Very funny

Bye!

Bye sunshine~

I giggled laying back in bed. It finally had happened. He had texted me again I was so happy!

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