She's astonishingly beautiful, witty, wealthy and all the characteristics that you were looking for a perfect girl. Except she's a fuckgirl.
Would you risk your heart even though it may end up being broken?
Lauren did.
Why does this beautiful girl have to be a fucking fuckgirl?
I asked as I found myself watching her Snapchat posts. Oh god. Why am I even stalking her?
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What if I'm actually developing some feelings for her? Shit. That scares the hell out of me. Getting hurt was the last thing I've ever wanted.
Despite of her fuckgirl attitude, sometimes I would just catch myself smiling or laughing as read I her texts.
Zayn annoys the fuck out of me too, but why when it comes to Camila I'm always so defensive?
Ugh. Now I'm thinking about her again just like I did for these past few days.
What if I gave it a try?
No.
What if I take Zayn's advice and give her a chance?
No.
What if being a fuckgirl was just one side of her and there is yet to discover, something better?
No. Lauren, stop!
"Lauren." I was brought back to reality when I saw my mom looking at me worriedly as she knocked on my open door.
"Oh. Hey, mom." I said, flashing a fake smile. My mother entered my room and sat at the end of my bed beside me.
"Are you alright, Mija?"
"I'm- I'm actually just thinking of what would I be majoring in college. I haven't really thought about it yet." I lied.
"It could be anything that you really want, Lauren. Don't beat yourself up, if you're thinking that your father and I would be against it, well we won't. Pick on what your heart's truly desire." My mother said, pulling me closer for an embrace.
The truth is I haven't really decided yet, and it's amazing to know that my parents are supporting me whatever my decision may be.
I hugged my mom once again before she pulls away and get lost to my line of sight and realize that my phone had been buzzing.
DinahJane:LAUSER WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE BANGING CABELLO?
No fucking way. What did Camila do this time?
Me:What are you talking about, Dinah?
Me:AND NO I WASN'T BANGING HER!!!!!!!
DinahJane:And why does she have your name on her shirt?
Me:I DIDN'T KNOW THAT SHE WAS GOING TO USE MY NAME ON HER SQUADS OUTFIT OF THE DAY I SWEAR
DinahJane:She's probably whipped as fuck, Lauser!
Me:STOP CALLING ME LAUSER
DinahJane:LIKE YOU CAN ACTUALLY DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT
"Actually yes I could ask Camila-–" I said out loud as I read Dinah's recent message.
Why am I considering Camila to help me? That's so fucked up, Lauren.
DinahJane:THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT LAUSERRRRR
Me:You sicken me!
DinahJane:BECAUSE YOU'RE SUCH A LAUSER
Me:You're probably into me, Dinah Jane.
DinahJane:WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAID RALPH?
Me:OH SEE ANOTHER NICKNAME
Me:You can actually ask properly to take me out on a date or whatever, you know?
DinahJane:EW.
DinahJane:YOU'RE NOT EVEN MY TYPE
DinahJane:YOU CAN LET CAMILA DO THAT SINCE SHE WAS ALREADY CLAIMING YOU
Me:You're so fucking defensive. I'm just teasing.
DinahJane:PLUS I'M ALREADY SEEING SOMEONE RIGHT NOW
Me:Do I know her?
DinahJane:No. She doesn't go to our school.
Me:Sad.
DinahJane:She's based in Texas.
Me:WOW THAT'S PRETTY FAR
DinahJane:Better than someone who wear a shirt and had your name on it.
Me:OH DROP IT DINAH
DinahJane:Just reminding you how much of a Lauser you are. (;
Me:Whatever.
Me:But what's her name though?
DinahJane:Who?
Me:Ur girl???
DinahJane:OH. NORMANI KORDEI
Me:FUCKING HELL DINAH SHE'S A FUCKING GODESS
DinahJane:NO FUCKING WAY RALPH DID YOU JUST SEARCHED HER
Me:OH LOOKS LIKE I JUST DID
DinahJane:YOU BITCH
Me:At least I finally had an ace on you since you've been teasing me with Camila.
