eleven: what the hell are you doing?

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Delilah's POV//

"Can I tell you something Del?" He asks, snapping me out of my trans. I nod immediately, waiting for him to tell me something.

"Del - or Delilah, well... I'm sorry for being such an a-ss when we partnered up on that spooky mysterious thing, it seems like forever you know..." He says, looking towards the floor. Thank god, I've been waiting for that apology in ages however, I felt guilty. His (my) eyes looked so gloomy, he honestly meant it.

"Listen, it's uh-okay, I've been a bit harsh I guess." I replied, placing my hand on his shoulder. Just then, I felt lips crash into mine like a wrecking ball against a wall. {puns ;) } I opened my eyes to see Beau snogging me. I let go and gasp for air.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I yell, Beau was still his disgusting self I guess.

"I-I... I'm going, you're just your b-itchy self I guess." He snaps back, leggings out of the garden door. I grit my teeth, narrowing my eyes. God that guy was such a player.

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