Cross your heart

Good morning Saturday. My god I feel so sore… and my bed is red. I slept in my own blood. EW. But remembering yesterday… ugh he makes my head spin and my stomach flip. But all in a good way. In a lovely way. I don’t know why. And no, I am not in love with him. I didn’t fall for him. He’s not… he doesn’t love me back. I’m sure. Wait that came out wrong. No, wait… UGH!!!!!!!

Everything is being so confusing lately! Ever since I started going all sweet with him, my mind started thinking different. “Christina, are you in here?” Andy asked. He knocked on my door first, of course. Today I have the whole house to myself. Brigit is away ‘till my so called wedding day and the twins went out with their new boyfriends. “Yeah, I’m here…” I answered all quietly. He entered my room and saw me covered in blood. “Are you seriously telling me that this was your first time?” he chuckled, pointing at my bed. “It isn’t my fault that I forgot to tell you. Your charming body and everything about you made me forget.” What did I just say???


“Well, I think you enjoyed it quite enough,” he smiled. Ugh… boys… you never understand them. “So, what are you doing here?” I questioned. “Get dressed, we’re going out,” he says. “I’m not going anywhere with you,” I reply. “Yes, you are.” “No, I’m not going any-” And he cut me off by planting a kiss on my lips. Oh well maybe I am leaving with him…

“Ok, I’m going,” I say into the kiss. “I knew you’d come like this…”

~At a tattoo store~

“What the hell are we doing here?” I asked terrified of the thoughts that came to me after seeing what this place is. “I remember when you wrote in your diary you wanted to have my name tattooed,” he answered. HE READ THAT PAGE?!

*Flashback, Andy’s POV*

Dear diary…

although I hate Andy that much, I still do care about him a bit. We have to do a project together and… well, I couldn’t be madder but I am somehow happy to be able to spend time with him. I sometimes think of having his name tattooed on my skin but… everybody would kill me, right?

“So, she wants my name tattooed on her skin? Seriously?” I asked myself, smirking a bit. A girl who wants to have my name tattooed…. How surprising. But I like it.

“What the hell? You’re reading it again!?” she asked furious. I put it down and laughed a bit. “You are so weird, you know that? Reading private stuff is very… very… very inappropriate,” she mumbled. “Sorry, I can’t help it. I wonder what else you have written about me,” I say sarcastically.

*end of flashback, Christina’s POV*

“Oh, yeah… you read that… But it doesn’t mean I really want it tattooed…” I tried to get away, but I am such a bad liar lately. “No, Christina you’re getting it.” WHY??? “B-But… I… Will it hurt?” I ask. “Why don’t you go try it out yourself?” he smirked. I HATE THAT SMIRK! But I love it.

“A-Alright…” I shutter. “Don’t be scared, I’ll be there all the time,” he calmed me down. I nodded.

We entered the place and I was sat down on the chair, soon being attacked by a hot needle on my skin. Oh how I wanted to cry… but I squeezed Andy’s hand so tight, I think I broke his bones. I hope I didn’t.

Notes

I'm sorry I can't be serious Dx when I write something I want to immediately share it with you <3 yes, I know you love me ;D J/K.

Ok so prepare for chapter 13 'cause it is going to be VERY cheesy. !!!!Spoiler alert!!!