I've always been that good, little girl in school. The 'nerd' . Bullied. Be-friended. Replaced. I thought that was bad, but I never really knew what this terrible life would bring me until now. I was always told as a child "life is a gift, take it for granted." I actually believed it was a gift and tryed so hard to take it for what it was apparently worth, but I must have been a stupid nerd because life's not a gift, its a trap. It pulls you in and you can't do anything but wait for something good to happen. Which is pointless because nothing good will ever happen... WARNING: This story includes triggering and emotional scenes.


15. Chelsea Smile

His took his left arm and put it on the back of his neck. "I, I like you. And I wanted to know... would you want to go out with me?." He looked nervous as hell and I don't blame him. Wait. It only just hit me. He was literally the boy of my dreams and he was asking me out. 

I just paused for what seemed forever. I had my answer, it wasn't my favourite but I guess it was the right.

I smiled, "You seem really nice, and your really cute. But I don't really know you...," I tried to say as nicely as I could, until he interrupted.

..."Hey, its fine. I kinda figured you were going to say that and well I wanted to ask if we could hang out? And well then you could decide. I'm not bothered how long I have to wait, I guess I could wait forever." Wow, he words to explain how much I was in love with him.

I smiled showing my teeth. "Yes, I was going to ask you the same thing. I'd love to. Um, could we hang at my place?," 

He gave another side smirk. "Sure," His smile had put me under a spell. He was beautiful, even though boys can't be. But he was.

"Great!," I smiled. I scratched the back of my head, oh god what was I going to say next? I couldn't just stand here? Damn if I didn't have such bad social anxiety this wouldn't happen.

"So, what class have you got next?," He said trying not to make the awkwardness become a reality.

"Um, art I think," He smiled. 

"Great! So have I, its my favourite." How much more perfect could this boy get?

"Really? It's mine too!," He gave one of this gorgeous side smiles.

"Do you want to walk with me?," He looked at the ground then at me, with those innocent eyes.

"I'd love too." I couldn't control my smile, I was like the chelsea cat from Alice in Wonderland.


I couldn't have asked for a better day, after that. We sat together in art. He was sweet, funny, beautiful, gorgeous and everything in guy that I fought only existed in my dreams, oh how I was wrong. We walked home together and meet at my house not to late after.


Knock...knock. Oh shit he was here. I took a quick look in the mirror to check my make up and clothes, as I wanted to impress him and made my way downstairs. The door creaked up as I took the handle and there he stood with the beautiful-est smile on his face.

"Hello, come in," I smiled as he walked in and led him to living room. 

"Wow, you have a nice house.." He said giving the house a good look ", you live alone?."

Oh no. What was I going to say? I paused for a moment.

" No, well kinda my mum.." I scratched the back of my neck and looked down.

" don't have to tell me its fine, I understand. It was a stupid question to ask."

"No it wasn't. I, I just... I will explain it later." I gave a small side smirk. He nodded and turned around to look at the sofa.

"You mind if I sit?,"

"...oh, um no, not at all. Sorry..," He chuckled, oh that laugh.

"No need to be sorry." That gorgeous smile was back.

I sat on the sofa next to the one Blade was on. And chatted for a while. We had so much in common and we liked all the same bands. He was the guy from my dreams. Cheesy as hell, I know but I have been waiting for these for god knows how long.


"I know! I can't believe MCR (A/N My Chemical Romance for those of you who don't know) broke up." I said as we got into the subject of bands.

"Dammit, they were such a good band...," 

"Ye, I know! They were my favourite band." Blade smiled at me.

"...," He wasn't responding any more, just kind of staring at me?

"Um, what's wrong?,"

He kept that same smile "...nothings wrong, you're just beautiful." Holy fuck, did he just call be beautiful? I was so happy, I couldn't hold in my tears. My smile became the chelsea cats grin again and a tear slipped out of my eye.

"..what's wrong?," He said, worried he'd said something wrong when really he had said the nicest thing a boy could say.

"...oh nothings wrong. You're just perfect."


Authors Note *** 

Hehe, so soppy I know. Just quick question for you guys. 

Should I carry on with Blade or should I keep making it sad? Or whatever.

And are you guys liking this so far?

Just some questions I reallyyy needd the answer to as it would be annoying if you guys don't like this and want me to stop.

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