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STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY

Mrs. Black

~Saffron~

“Aaaand...we're here.” Ash announced, pulling up in front of my school.

We already dropped my brother off his friend's house along the way.

“Thanks, Ash.” I said as he opened the door for me.
“No prob.” He smiled at me before going into his car. But then I saw my nemesis staring between at Ashton's car and me, so I climbed into his car again.
“Whoa, Saff. I thought you're going to school.” Ashton was not THAT shocked, and I don't know why.
“Be my boyfriend.” Was all I said.
“WHAT?” He blurted out.
“Okay, I have an enemy here. She keeps bugging me. When I do right, she bugs me. When I do wrong, she bugs me. And, she's insecure of not having a boyfriend.” I explained.

I kind of concluded she's a bug.

“Sooo...you're saying, if I would be your "boyfriend", she would stop bugging you?” He asked. I smirked.
“DAMN, RIGHT YOU ARE, MY FRIEND!” I exclaimed. He chuckled.
“But why didn't you tell your brothers? I'm pretty sure Liam would kick her ass,” He asked.
“They don't have to. They have their own problems. Promise me you'll keep this to yourself?” I said.
“I, Ashton Luigi Black, promises not to tell your brothers about this.” He smiled, and I returned the favor.

“Okay, well, let's get this straight: I'm gonna be your boyfriend, and you're gonna be my girlfriend?” He said, making me roll my eyes.
“Yes.” I said in a 'duh' tone.
“So, I have three rules,” He started to say. I rolled my eyes again.

Does he really need to?

“Rule number one, I can kiss you whenever, wherever I want, since you asked for it. Rule number two, we have to respect each other. Rule number three, I'll do whatever you want. Rule number four, I'll treat you with foods. And rule number five, we should be loyal to each other.” He said, and I was shocked.
“Whoa there, Ash. Since when did you learn respect and loyalty?” I teased, and he just rolled his eyes.
“And, really? You'll do whatever I want?” I asked, smirking.
“Yep. But there are conditions.” He replied, and my smirk fell.

How lame...

“Fine. Let's go now, babe.” I winked, and Ashton laughed it off. We both climbed off the car, as if we're in an action movie.

ALL EYES ON US.

Oh my gosh. All I wanted was to stop Ayesha McQueen on bugging me.

“God, the girls in here are so hot...” He whispered, and I eyed him.
“Rule number five, remember?” I raised a brow.
“...but they're nothing compared to my princess.” He said, smooth like velvet. I smirked.
“Thank you.” I flipped my hair.

Yes. I'm that beautiful.

NO OFFENSE.

“Okay, I'll kiss you in front of that enemy of yours. Where is she?” He said, and I almost fell.

HE'S NOT SERIOUS, IS HE?

I MEAN, HE'S MY CRUSH, BUT I DON'T WANT TO KISS HIM.

It's kinda complicated, so bear with me.

“Seriously?” I asked him. He looked at me, dead in the eye.
“Seriously.” He replied with such seriousness. I sighed.

Guess, I'll have to do it, then. Since it was my request; to make him my boyfriend.

“Fine. She's wearing a pink, slutty dress. She's the blonde one.” I replied to his earlier question.
“Let's go.” He suddenly grabbed my hand and dragged me right on the center of the entrance, where Ayesha and her friends are standing.
“Bye, baby.” He said before kissing me publicly.

RIGHT ON THE LIPS.

Dad, Liam, James, Harry, Louis, Ed, Klaus, Lucas, I'm sorry.

Afterwards, we pulled away and smiled at each other.

Then, I watched him go and ride his car.

“Who is he, your one time guy? Poor thing...” I turned to Ayesha, and I saw them laughing.

Yeah, laugh...

“Um...he's my, uhh...husband.” I wanna laugh because of that another lie. They all gasped.
“Excuse me? Of all people, a Saffron Hunter has a husband? Um...what?” Ayesha teased me, making me feel like I'm not beautiful enough to marry Ashton.

LIKE I'M NOT EVEN BEAUTIFUL ENOUGH TO MARRY ANYONE.

*coughs* LOOK WHO'S TALKING. *gets a millenium-long coughs*

“Of course, yes. This Saffron Hunter has a husband. Actually, call me Saffron Black. So, excuse me, you're blocking Mrs. Black's way.” I said sassily. The people around us gasped; including Ayesha. Then, we heard the bell rang.

HUH. LOOK AT THAT. THE BITCH WAS SAVED BY THE BELL.

“We're not done yet...BLACK.” She hissed on my face before they sashayed out of my whole view.

FINALLY!


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