Why. Why am I feeling this way. I don't like Johnny, I don't have feelings for him, and I definitely don't want to...date...him.
I mean he is really nice, funny, sweet, hell of a singer, and cute. Any other girl should be happy to date him. But I don't.
Ok fine whatever. I like Johnny. What's wrong with that. Maybe the fact that he is a Gorilla and I am a Porcupine, also that cross-species relationships are illegal, and most importantly I will end up getting my heart ripped out just like Lance did.
Lance. I HATE him. I did the competition for US. Not me, not him, US. He is nothing but a lying manipulative pain in the fucking ass who didn't deserve anything he was given. If I ever see him again I'm going to rip in half then wrap it up as a gift and give it to Becky.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a knock at the door. I got up and walked down the creaky steps trying to get down quickly. What if it's Johnny! I looked in the mirror to make sure I looked okay. Nope. I brushed down my quills as much as I could and opened the door.
Standing there was Johnny. He had his usual leather jacket but this time underneath was a grey and green flannel. For some reason he looked nervous. Why? I let him in and sat down. He sat down next to me a little too close but I didn't mind.
"Ash." He finally spoke. I looked at his brown eyes to let him know I'm listening. "Uh...w-will you l-like to go out on a date sometime." he said so nervous I didn't think he would finish. Wait. That's why! He wants to go on a date!
"u-um...s-sure." I replied blushing. Super smooth Ash. Great job. I mentally slapped my self.
Our date was nice but as I looked around animals looked at us like we were crazy. I couldn't do this to Johnny. He deserves better. If he stays with me his life would be ruined.
I stared at our hands. They were intertwined. His hand was way bigger than mine but our hands still fit perfectly. A tear slowly ran down my cheek. I wiped it quickly so Johnny didn't see. But he did.
I needed to break his heart. I wantto tell him the truth but if he knew he would fight for us. So I have no choice.
I pretended to be angry and ripped my hand out of his. Suddenly that warm confort left my body.
"Ash? What's wrong?" He looked conserned.
"You." I lied.
