How Movellas Changed My Life

*To Niall, the bestest, kindest, most patient friend I have ever had. As long as I live, I shall never forget you.* When Clover, shy and quiet fourteen-year-old hears of Movellas, she finds out she actually has a talent for writing. Movellas becomes her life. But how will her ex-popular friend Helen cope with this sudden surge in popularity for Clover? Will she be pleased or will she do her best to sabotage her reputation on Movellas?


18. Picture Perfect Danté's Point Of View

I woke up to see a contented looking Clover staring at me. I apologised for falling asleep in Clover's bed, although I was immensely glad that I had. I smiled when Clover reassured me that it was ok.


After a while, we got out of the bed, we were very comfortable. We got dressed and had breakfast and then Clover decided to take me horse-riding. I was kinda nervous and I think I let it show when Clover asked whether I had gone horse-riding before. I answered "A few times on holidays, but there was always someone else holding the reigns." 


Clover gave me trotting and cantering lessons in the arena and announced her amazement at my ability on a horse, even though I was practically neutered while trotting. After the lessons, at about 2 o clock, we rode through the woods, enjoying being around eachother, talking and occasionally singing a song we liked, and just enjoying the picturesque surroundings.


It was 5 o clock when we put the horses back in the stables and sauntered, hand in hand, to the river. As we were walking, just to hear Clover's adorable laugh, I started to tickle her. After a while, she got sick of it and jumped into the river and started splashing me. I cannon-balled into the river, soaking Clover in the process and declared war. We started an immensely fun and tiring water fight until we couldn't move with the laughter.


Drenched and exhausted, we waded out of the river and as we reached the bank, Clover tripped, grabbed my hand and brought me crashing down on top of her on the riverbank. We split our sides laughing until, intensely, our eyes met. Clover ran a hand through my hair. I looked down at what was, to me, the most beautiful girl in the world and leaned in to kiss her. We were rolling around on the bank, snogging aggressively until we heard whistling. We pulled away and, humiliated, looked up to see Brianna and Bronwyn-Anne laughing uncontrollably.


We all made our way back to the house, the twins providing the entertainment, making kissie noises, and even weirder, orgasms. Clover and I laughed loudly at the sound of this. Clover must have thought of something because as we got to the back door of the house, she clicked her fingers and started running up the 6 flights of stairs up to the third floor. I followed her into her room and she turned on the laptop while I stood beside her. Helen requested a video chat and Clover hesitantly clicked "accept".........

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