iii. You make me begin

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" CRY WITH ME. "

(       iii.      You make me begin     )

MY PHONE ringing woke me, my pounding headache only making the sound worse. I reached for my phone, snatching it off the charger and grumpily bringing it to my ear.

"What." I hissed, covering my eyes from the sunlight. "It's not my fault you decided to get drunk and drive to my house at midnight" Edward chuckled into the phone, smugness obvious in his voice.

"I'm picking you up for school, when I dropped you off last night I asked Yoongi, he said it's fine." I sat up at this, taking my phone from my ear and seeing it was 7:00. "Shit!" I yelled, "I'll be out in 20" I said running to the bathroom, "I'm not at your house yet, take your time Yoongi called in and said you'd be late." Edward said.

I stopped rushing and groaned into the phone, "why didn't you tell me sooner." He laughed into the phone, I wouldn't tell him but It made a dumb grin settle on my face at the sound. "I'm going to get ready, Macon shouldn't be home just pull into the driveway." He replied with an okay and I hung up. I grinned bringing my phone down from my ear, I flopped back and squealed kicking my legs happily under my covers.

Edward and I had kissed, his lips were soft and sweet, cold but welcoming. The way his hands gripped my waist, I shook my head , I sound stupid. Then it hit me. Edward told yoongi. Yoongi knows I snuck out to meet Edward, which means Macon might know as well. "Fuck."

I groaned getting up and quickly showering hopping out and getting dressed, I began brushing my hair as I picked out an outfit.

I left my hair down curly, quickly doing my makeup and putting on my black nike slides

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I left my hair down curly, quickly doing my makeup and putting on my black nike slides. A horn honked outside, my phone dinging not long after.

Edward:

I'm outside.

I walked up to my window and glanced out, Edward was leaning against his car, hands shoved into his pockets, ankles crossed, and sunglasses rested on the bridge of his nose. He smiled up at me waving, I grinned happily while looking down at him, waving back.

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