PRS med Isabelle Granger :D

"I'm sorry for whatever I did", you say and lay your hand on his shoulder.

You look at him, and you don't know what to think and you don't know how to feel and you don't know what to do. So you run. You run away from everything and somehow you find your way home. You slam the door open and slam it shut and you run up the stairs to your room. And you lay down on your bed, and cry. You cry and cry because you don't know anything anymore.

"John!", you shout after him, but it's too late. He's already gone. You wonder what you did wrong. Does he hate you? Hundreds of questions pops up in your head. You walk back to the party and everyone asks where John is. You just shake your head and drink a little more.

(Oh my god poor Dave ;-; John you jerk)
You just don't know what to do anymore. You saw the look in Daves face when you ran away. You know that it isn't his fault. You wonder if he hates you.

And.. you wonder if he liked kissing you.

Your name is Dave Strider and you may or may not be a bit drunk. The others are playing truth or dare again and you're sitting alone in the couch. All you can think about is John. How he kissed you and later screaming it was your fault.
You wish he were here kissing you again. Because it felt absolutley right. You drink some more.

(Omg Dave stop before u do something you will regret xDD)
You lie in your bed and cry. You don't know how long you have laid here, but you haven't stopped crying. You are just so confused. And worried. You didn't mean to hurt Dave. You just. . You just didn't know what to do. You miss him. You wish he held you in his arms again. You just wish that this never happened.

*next day*
All you remeber after John ran away was that you drank. A lot. And when you somehow managed to get home , bro was mad at you.

You wake up, and your cheeks are wet. You cried yourself to sleep last night. You rember the kiss, and you remember screaming at Dave. You begin to panic. What if.. What if he hates you?

You eat something for breakfast and then play some video games. But you can't get your thoughts of John out of your mind.

(once again, sry att det tar jättelång tid att svara, är på mobilen)

(Lungt :33)
You dry your eyes with your sleeve and then go down for brakefast. Daddy is at works, and Jane is with Roxy, so you are alone. You sit down in the couch and watch Con Air. You try to focus on the story, but you can't. All you can think about is Dave. When you think about yesterday, your heart tear in half, over and over again.