“I’m faking it. Basically I just have to be there for the paps and tweet some stuff about him every now and then, and… then I’m free to do whatever and be with whoever I want. Please tell me you’re not mad.”
“I’m not mad. It’s Ryan’s fault. I just hate Big Sim so much. He’s the biggest tool ever.”
“He had calmed down recently… Anyway, this thing about Big Sim, it’s fake. He’s nothing but my new PR.”
“So you are dating him. Whether it’s PR or not. You’re dating him.”
“Um… nothing that really matters. Except that… Ryan is being a jerk again…”
“When isn’t he being a jerk?”
“Oh, fucking shit! Damnit! Gray Face, mind your own fucking business!”
So sorry I’ve been away. Been going through some stuff and I have like no motivation to do anything, but I’ll be back later today after work and hopefully from now on. :)
Umm…what?!
If it’s a girl I like the name Emma. If it’s a boy I like Tyler.
“Who said anything about me being embarrassed?” She winked and squeezed Heather’s hand. “Knowing Mark, I don’t think he’s still at my place after our last conversation… And if we have to go to his house, it’d be best for us to take a car… unless you’re feeling like jogging?”
Heather rolled her eyes playfully. “Yeah, whatever you say,” she teased. “What happened with your last conversation?” she asked, nervously. “I mean, I know he hates me but…”
She backed her face from a couple of inches, just enough to be unreachable. “Oh, shut your face!” She stuck her tongue out, never breaking eye contact.
Heather giggled and leaned as far as she could to Naya, just barely able to kiss the tip of her nose. “I think it’s cute. Don’t be embarrassed,” she smirked. “Now let’s go get Lucy,” she smiled, walking hand in hand with her girlfriend.
Naya felt all her blood rush up to her cheeks and smiled into the kiss, trying to pull her as close as she possibly can, and lifted her hand to stroke her thumb down Heather’s jaw.
“You’re blushing,” Heather smirked with a giggle. “You’re so cute,” she smiled, leaning in to kiss her one more time, her body shivering from Naya’s touch.
