"Hey Peter." I said melting into a warm smile before blinking quickly as if that would clear my brain.
"What are you doing here, you wanna die？." I whisper-yelled.
"You should alway check the mirror before opening the door." He slurred on his words showing he was damn drunk.
I must look like a she-ugly right now. I didnt clean my makeup before going to bed and dont let me start about how my hair is when i wake.
I noticed dark bruises foaming around both of his eyes and dried blood by the side of his little perfeft kissable lips.
"Are you gonna let me in or stare at my handsome face all day.." He said and i realized i had been staring.
‘Cocky brat.’ I insulted him under my breathe.
"Here, sit down here and lower your voice, Harry's room is next to mine and he is around, Give me a
