Courtney's POV
I've allways wanted to be i a famous moviecomercial producer in Los Angeles, and i became one. Now i live with my boyfriend Justin in a beautiful white house in L.A. Well, i did, until for a couple of days ago. . .
Flashback
"Honey, where are you?" i asked into my cellphone.
"Just at work honey, nothing to worry about" he said, when i heard somthing say weird noises from behind him, and heard a voice say: "Come here babe, are we ganna continue or what?"
"Who the hell are that?!?" i yelled, as my voice turned a little higher.
"No one honey, oh, i gotta go!"
As he hung up, i was allready taking on my jacket, locking the door, and ran up to my car.
A few minutes later
I opend the door to Justin's office, and saw him making out with his secrarity Heather, not even noticing me. But i did'nt cry. I have'nt cryed since i was 15, but that's an whole other story. . .
"WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING!?!"
"Oh, honey, it's not what it looks like!"
"Then, what is it?!"
"Oh, uhm. . ."
"Exactly!"
I stormed out of his office, and he follwed me all the way to our house, where i kicked him out and his stuff got out the same way.
I snapped back to reality and took some redwine, and sat in my couch. I just wanted to forget about him and get away, far, far away. . .
I've allways wanted to be i a famous moviecomercial producer in Los Angeles, and i became one. Now i live with my boyfriend Justin in a beautiful white house in L.A. Well, i did, until for a couple of days ago. . .
Flashback
"Honey, where are you?" i asked into my cellphone.
"Just at work honey, nothing to worry about" he said, when i heard somthing say weird noises from behind him, and heard a voice say: "Come here babe, are we ganna continue or what?"
"Who the hell are that?!?" i yelled, as my voice turned a little higher.
"No one honey, oh, i gotta go!"
As he hung up, i was allready taking on my jacket, locking the door, and ran up to my car.
A few minutes later
I opend the door to Justin's office, and saw him making out with his secrarity Heather, not even noticing me. But i did'nt cry. I have'nt cryed since i was 15, but that's an whole other story. . .
"WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING!?!"
"Oh, honey, it's not what it looks like!"
"Then, what is it?!"
"Oh, uhm. . ."
"Exactly!"
I stormed out of his office, and he follwed me all the way to our house, where i kicked him out and his stuff got out the same way.
I snapped back to reality and took some redwine, and sat in my couch. I just wanted to forget about him and get away, far, far away. . .
I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SRRY I HAVENT WRTTTEN MY ARTICLE!!!!!!!!!!! AMD ITS BEEN FORVER SINCE I ADDED ANOTHER ONE. AND I AM REALLLLLLLLLY SRRY FOR DAT. ITS JUST I AM REALLY SAD BECAUSE OF WAT HAPPENED THIS EPISODE. IT REALLY CRUSHED ME. I WILL TRY TO PUT UP PART THREE SOON. AGAIN I AM REALLY SRRY.I REALLY AM. DXC FORVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Author note: This poem is really short... And did I spell masichest (mas-u-kis-d) wrong?
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I'm preppy, a perfectionist,
You're a pyro, a total masichest
And on the outside, on top,
I just want to scream. Please stop!
The good girl, the innocent one,
Has these feelings and tries to show none,
Cause seeing you makes my heart leap and hop,
If you loved me you would STOP!
Stop me from loving you,
And those evil eyes of icy blue,
Stop loving me, forever,
Because I hate that I'll never,
Control how I feel for you....
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I'm preppy, a perfectionist,
You're a pyro, a total masichest
And on the outside, on top,
I just want to scream. Please stop!
The good girl, the innocent one,
Has these feelings and tries to show none,
Cause seeing you makes my heart leap and hop,
If you loved me you would STOP!
Stop me from loving you,
And those evil eyes of icy blue,
Stop loving me, forever,
Because I hate that I'll never,
Control how I feel for you....