jealousy is a disease and i have it
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yes. guessed right from the title. im the jealous girlfriend type. at this point im talking to the readers as if everyone gets what im trying to talk about?
so i told zuzie to meet me at night. i crave his attention every 10 seconds. i saw this guy coming exactly at the same time i did, its zuzie. so me and zuzie had planned a fries date, but that costed us to wait for hours. no. we dont have patience in us, so we we're just talking, until his mother saw us talking and thats when zuzie said later, "s**t, im f*cked" so had to drag him all the way to our spot to calm his nervous self down, because really his mother is chill, well kinda. well hes not actually f*cked as i take you further.
anyways, hes romantic. yea. i like it. i love it. i love the way how he kissed my hand today. guess who's not washing their hand today. im gross i know. sorry readers. his skin is so soft, so warm. oh my. a cold hand deserves a warm hand.
i think none of yall are ready for the spicy part right now, because trust me, i wasnt either.
a few girls were staring at zuzie. staring as in sense, not taking their eyes off from him. i got very jealous right there so i tried to hide zuzie from them, but sadly hes taller so i really cant hide him. where can i even possibly hide him? in my bra? no he wont be able to breathe there. (i should stop i know)
he had to go to the second floor and the girls were standing on the stairs and trying to stare at him. i grabbed zuzie's hand tight and took him to the second floor without even giving a f**k about what others would say. the girls who were staring at him, saw it with their mouth open. close it ladies, you dont want bugs to enter your nasty mouth.
well really, i was shocked, because oh my where did that came from? i loved how we spend our summer together and had so much fun, i would never forget.
the best part is that his mother really likes me, and knows me since probably kindergarten? i think it's because our mothers used to be friends? used to, still are? i don't know. im not into my moms life, and ive lost track of her friends, because really she has more friends than i do. so i guess we can say, his mother accepts me.
the spices which are added to our love story, its so tasty. holding hands and making everyone go envious from our relationship is so much fun.
well until next time, till something spicy happens in my love story. x
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