Ok so uhh here's some info before we start, this is my first story so sorry if this sucks, I'm not very good at e Ng l I s h and yee yee, sooooo enjoy ig???
F/f = favorite food Y/n = your name H/c= hair colour H/l= hair length F/c= favorite colour Y/c= your country
In this story you're 15 and meeshta is 16 ig idk
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I can still remember the day when I first met him. His eyes that were like small gateways to space, his short curly hair, his cute little laugh, smile, and his stupid little cheesy jokes. That was it. That's why you loved him.
"Amore! Your back!" He chimed with glee while reaching to grab you. You giggled as he grabbed your waist and swung you around then hugged you "Did you miss me?" You simply nodded and were seated at a table him sitting next to you. In front of you was a plate of (f/f) you stared at the plate of food for a bit before smiling and looking back up to your lovers face only to see nothing. No one was there. You began panicking as you got up and looked around the whole room which was once a nice house was nothing but a dark room with nothing but a table, pull string light, chair and a lifeless body at the other end.
You wake up.
(Y/n) a 15 year old girl from (y/c) who had moved to Naples, Italy with her parents had yet again another stupid nightmare. You sat up in your bed and looked around noticing that something was missing... You got up and began looking around before finding it!
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
Your cat lamp!
You turned it on and set i it down next to your bed. Seeing that there was nothing more to do you 'check the time' on your phone (and by that I mean spend about several hours on it looking through posts you made, irritating friends who enjoy sleeping and working on a couple doodles) once you were bored you decided to start writing down your dream in a (f/c) book. for some odd reason ever since you were little you always enjoyed recording dreams and drawing some of the things you had seen in them
It seemed like ever since you had come to Italy you couldn't stop seeing 'him' his face was either blurry or you'd easily forget it it was a confusing thing for you honestly but when you did draw/write of him it was something along the lines of '
shitty fashion taste' and or 'tall-ish and chill I think' to you this man was a complete stranger yet you wanted to know more about him, what if he was real and was looking for you? what if you two knew each other in a past life? What if he was a ghost haunting you?! what if-
*DING*
You check your phone to see a message from your friend, Julie. Who's contact you had put as ✨sour cheetos✨ and yourself as Dr. Phill
✨Sour Cheetos✨: (y/n), what are you doing up at this time?
Dr Phill: Being a hot ass bish, what else?
✨Sour Cheetos✨: understandable, did you get the package I sent you?
Dr Phill: Package?????
✨Sour cheetos ✨: oh it must not have come yet, it's a surprise and I'm sure you'll like what's inside :)
Dr Phill: Poggers😎 Anyways cya later SUSSY
✨Sour cheetos ✨: YOU SUSSY BAKA 😩😩😩😩😩
Dr Phill: But like fr it's late go get you some sleep before I verbally abuse you ❤️🥰🤭🤗
✨Sour cheetos ✨: fuck you ❤️
Dr Phill: Awww bestieeee fuck you too ❤️❤️❤️
You set down your phone and turn it off as you look out the window, the sun was starting to rise. You took that as a sign it was time to rest and did exactly so.
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I hope you all liked my first chapter of my first story this is uhh I'm all new to this so sorry °v°"
