Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 48
Heather’s POV
Girl, you’re the one
I want to want me And if you want me,
girl, you got me There’s nothin’ I,
no, I wouldn’t do, I
wouldn’t do Just to get up next
to you I groaned and sat
up. Someone was
screaming their lungs
out to Want to Want
Me by Jason Derulo.
The voice got closer, and my bedroom door
opened. “Morning Heather. I
brought you breakfast
in bed!” William
grinned as he walked
towards me. He placed the tray
down, and I stared
down at the plate of
chocolate-chip
pancakes and the
steaming cup of chai. Yes, I drink chai. I
went to India during
my college years for a
service project. I
loved the food and, of
course, the chai. I never lost the habit of
drinking chai in the
morning ever since,
and I try to go to
Indian restaurants as
much as possible. “Uh, thanks
William.” I said. He nodded and
plopped down on the
bed beside me. I ate
my pancakes silently
while William watched
me. He had a questioning look on his
face and was in deep
thought. “Something
wrong?” I asked,
putting my fork down. “Today is Jackson’s
birthday party,
Heather.” He said,
running a hand through
is hair frustratedly. “Yeah?” “It’s going to be a
big event, which
means paparazzi.
Even though Kelly isn’t
here, if she sees us
together, I’m worried she’ll come after you.”
He sighed. “Go with Natasha
then. It’ll look like you
still hate me.” “I don’t want
Natasha, I want you.” My heart just
melted in a pile of
mush. Why does it do
that? It’s been five
days since I talked to
my friends, and I’m supposed to be mad at
William, but these past
few days have been o
hard. He keeps doing
sweet things to try to
get me to forgive him. For example, two days
ago, he started putting
heart-shaped sticky
notes all over the
house with little
messages written on each one. I ended up
keeping every single
one, which turned out
to be 600 notes. Then,
he bought this fluffy,
stuffed penguin that said ‘Cuddle me.’ on its
stomach. It is so
adorable! “I like how your
cheeks turned bright
red when I said that.”
William chuckled,
leaning forward. He pressed his lips
to my cheek softly and
said, “I’m going to go
check if Mannie is
awake or not.” He kissed my nose
and left the room. I
sighed and finished my
pancakes and chai. I
guess I better get out
of bed now, I have to get ready since the
party is at noon, and it
is ten in the morning. An hour later, I was
finally ready. I was
wearing a long, black
dress that hugged my
curves and showed off
my legs. My hair was pinned back into a
half-ponytail, and I
combed it gently to
tame the waves. I
tugged my coat on. “Heather! It’s time
to head out.” William
called. I grabbed my purse
and the present before
heading downstairs.
My present for
Jackson was an
antique record player. When I was talking to
Jackson one day, I
learned that he was
looking for one. Then a
couple days ago, I
visited my grandma who had a little antique
shop, and bought one
there. “Alright, I’m ready!”
I said, rummaging
through my purse. There was no reply,
and I looked up at
William. He was
staring at me with his
mouth slightly open,
and his eyes running over every inch of my
body. When his eyes
finally met mine, they
were dark.
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