Two weeks later… You and John have become closer than ever. A few days ago you told him about an applying to a college in L.A. You hadn’t told anyone else about it apart from Katie. You basically just wanted to get away from crap life as a slave to Madonna. On this particular day Madonna is away out and Melanie and Briony are away to Chelsea’s. You and John go back to your house. There is a list of chores for you posted on the fridge. John tells you he will help you so it is done quicker. He pulls the list off of the fridge and it all unrolls down onto the floor. John’s eyes nearly pop out ‘Woah, this is longer than some of mine and Ed’ard’s fanletters’ he says shocked. You both set off to work and have a laugh and make a good time out of it. After a while you decide to take a break. You and John go into your bedroom. Both of you lie on your bed talking and staring into each other’s eyes lovingly. John leans forward and kisses you passionately your tongue’s entwined. He pulls away and says ‘Your beautiful and I just know you will be accepted in L.A’ You lean in and kiss him again this time it is more rough. You feel his hand move down your body towards the top of your jeans. You stop him. ‘What is it?’ He asks with a worried look on his face. ‘Ermm, well, I’m not ready’ you say turning away in embarassment. He turns you back round so your looking at him and tells you it’s okay and that he’ll wait. You both lie there cuddling each other and he sings ‘hold the world’ to you. Everything is perfect. A few days later and you are doing chores yet again for Madonna when the door bell goes. You go and answer it and there is a bunch of roses with a message from John it. It reads… ‘Come over to mine at midnight tonight! Love you J’ You feel a wierd feeling inside your tummy as you read it. Midnight soon comes and your about to walk up to Johns door when you see him through the window with none other than Chelsea. You freeze and just stare at them. You see Chelsea press her lips against Johns and you automatically run away tear streaming down your face. Feeling as if you have been made a fool of. Comments |
