I'm Not Like Other Girls

the 4 am, badboy coming out of the closet

This book is making fun out of the wattpad stereotypes and the badly written books, which no offense are bad. I'm just writing this short story to show you what you SHOULD NOT write about. This isnt going to be an actual book. And I hope you understand that. I also hope you gain experience from this and write a book much better than this. Because YOU reading this write now have so much potential to write a book that we would all desire to binge-read.

Okay, enjoy ❤😔

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I got up from my bed, turning my alarm clock off. It was 4 am??? Omg!! I jumped up form my bed and ran to my bedroom window.

Omg.

It was Liam  he was standing outside of the tree watching me illegally. That was scary. Liam had such a frightening look on his face. He scared me.

He smirked and pointed at his motorcycle which was near the tree. He then walked closer and approached my window. He glanced my window and crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow.

I'm thinking he wants me to open it.

I pull the window up and stick my head out. "What do you want, weirdo?" He chuckles at the latter and sighs.

How did I hear him sigh from up here? Omg I don't know!

"I wanted to tell you something,"

"It better be good, I didn't spend 4 months with you for nothing," oh and crushing on you.

Liam sighed and cokced his head at my chicken. I looked down at the cage and grinned from ear to ear.

"Yeah buddy, that's my pet chicken."

He shook his head at this.

"Open your home door."

"Why dont you just run up the bark and climb up here?"

"Am I fucking Naruto?" He scoffed.

I raised an eyebrow. "Well, why the fuck are you dressed in black then?"

"I dont know, maybe because I'm a fucking bad boy in this book?" He angrily said, before marching up the tree.

He actually was doing it. I watched as he effortlessly climbed up, watching and practically swooning at his muscles.

He clambered through my window. Falling along the way, because I tripped him up.

"Fucking hell, why'd you do that for?" I rolled my eyes at his british accent.

After ren minutes of settling down. My bad boy crush, sat on my bed. My fucking bed! He chuckled at my hello kitty bedroom sheets but I didn't mind.

Then he held my hands in his and faced me with a sincere smile.

"I think you have been getting the wrong image lately, Vaseline," he sighed.

I frowned at him calling me vaseline. We've been through this! I've told him to call me 'Vase' at least that would make me slightly much more happy.

"What?" I stared at his pitch black eyes as the night and his pink, plump precious lips.

My hunk-a-junk of a bad boy gave me his millionaire smile and beamed at me.

"I'm gay."

"Yes, I know me too."

He raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"Yes, I'm happy."

"No- not happy." He sighed. "I mean, I'm gay, not as in the old gay, which means happy. I mean GAY. G-A-Y." He stated out.

I dropped his hands and held my own hands, covering my tinged cheeks the color of beet.

"You're gay, liam?"  I was shocked.

Heck I was flabbergasted.

Liam, the British bad boy with the iconic leather jacket gave me a pitiful look.

"I wanted to tell you, but you kept getting the wrong ideas. I even implied it at lunch. Ginger and the guys got it. I thought you would've. I even hung around guys more... I mean didn't you see me reject the girls last valentines day?" He inquired, with his sharp raised eyebrow.

"Omg, but I thought you were rejecting them because you loved me?" I furrowed my eyebrows, feeling really angry with myself.

He shook his head. "No, I don't like you."

"Omg, please this cannot be happening to me right now. The boy of my dreams has just come out of the closet," I cried, feeling the tears stain my pyjama shirt.

Liam got up and looked down at me with a sad look.

"Im sorry. I really wish I could make it up to you?'

"You know what you can do?"

He crossed his arms with a small smile on his still gorgeous face. "Yea what?"

"You can now just tell me if you're handsome hunk-a-junk of a brother is gay? He kinda got rejected by me, because I had been pursuing you this whole time !'

He pulled out his phone and ended up giving me his hit brothers number.

When liam left through the window, falling along the way, I had retreated back to my bed.

I sighed.

A bad boy came out to me at 4am and he's the one I... well liked.

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Lmaoooo I like making fun out of cliche books.

Next chapter will come soon:)