-Chapter Eleven-
-Just One Pig-
"Naruta."
"No."
"No what?"
"I refuse to move."
"Gerard Way's outside."
"That's not going to work again."
"Pete Wentz is outside."
"Where!" I stumble out from under my duvet and hurl myself at the window, nearly breaking my neck on torture device (a pink high-heeled shoe) as I so.
"You're so blonde, Nar." Kia shakes her head. "Anyway, Gaara's been trying to talk to you for ages. Important news apparently."
"Tell him to go fuck himself."
"It's about Sasuke."
"Tell him to go fuck himself then jump off a cliff."
"You'd kill me if I did."
"True."
"So you'll talk to him?"
"I s'pose so."
"Yay!" I hate her happiness.
"Uchiha loves you."
"Mhm and pigs can fly."
"Oh look what just flew past."
"Hilarious, Gaara."
"No seriously, he told me."
"Sasuke Uchiha talked to you of his own free will!" I turn to him from my position on the branch next to his.
"Well, he was a bit intoxicated..."
"He was drunk! Honestly, Gaara."
"People often speak the most truth when they don't know it."
"Yeah right."
"You told me you liked Uchiha once when you were completely pissed."
"When!"
"Couple of years ago."
"I didn't even know I liked him then!"
"Exactly." He smiles smugly.
"But trust me, Uchiha doesn't love me, you told me yourself that he said I was 'just a good shag'."
"Well he was talking to the Hyuuga at the time so he wouldn't want it to seem that he actually liked you."
"You're too deep for your own good."
"I know."
"You should be a psychiatrist."
"No way in hell." I laugh, the sound echoing through the branches and leaves of The Tree, the first time I've laughed since I dumped Sasuke.
A/N: I know! Loads and loads of speech - but I hope you liked it! Review...?
Becki
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