Prologue

*touch chest*

 

" DUDE WHAT IN THE WORLD DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!?!”

 

"Chillax woman. I was just observing you"

 

"By molesting me?You.you. you little fcuk!"

 

"Dude, chill. It's not like you have s anyway. So why so mad?”

 

"First of all, I AM NOT A DUDE YOU PIG!And secondly wtf are you saying that I’vegot no s. I'm a freaking…"

 

*snickering* "A cup?" *more snickering*

 

"Yahhh… you know I'm bigger than that. ashhh… never mind. So much for a best friend."

 

"But you know you still love me."

 

"If your definition of love means 'wanna-kill-you-but-i-can't-because-it's-a-crime-but-i-really-want-to-shove-you-in-front-of-a-bus' then yes. I LOVE You!"

 

"Urg. Bye ho. I ain't got time to argue with you. My mates are waiting to play black ops with me"

 

"Psh..Whatevs."

 

*slap *

 

"WHAT THE FCUKK!!"

 

"At least you got a nice pair of booty. Work with them to get someone as hot as me baby girl. Although it's almost impossible.Haha. But seriously it's time you get yourself a boyfriend."

 

And with that he left.

 

How dare he touch me like that and treat me like a joke? How could he tell me to get a boyfriend? How can he…can he not understand my feelings?While thinking those thoughts, my tears roll down my cheeks and fall to the ground.