Fangirl
Contests
Riley's POV
“What do you WANT, Luke?!” I yell, as he grabs my wrist and pulls me around to face him, the rain making his hair stick to his face. Tears mix with raindrops on my face.
“Just stop running away!” He pleads. I look at the ground, the hair behind my ear falling out. I look back up at him.
“Why? Why should I stop running? Hm?” I ask, the tears becoming more visible.
“Because I love you, you idiot!” He yells, just as I hear thunder. He finally said it. Without saying anything, I cup his face with my hands and kiss him, him wrapping his arms around my waist.
AUTHOR NOTE:
Hey guys :) So here's another chapter, sorry I haven't been active lately. Exams are a bitch.
-R.S.
I shut my laptop, and sit back in my desk chair, letting out a sigh. I turn my head to look at the little black alarm clock.
2:28 AM
I can hear my brother snoring from the room next to mine. Barely remembering to turn off my lamp, I jump onto my bed, clothes still on, and fall asleep.
“Riley.”
I groan.
“Riley!” I hear again.
“What.” I mumble, my voice raspy as hell.
“Wake the fuck up, you're going to be late for school.” My brother says, shaking me. I groan and slowly sit up, opening my eyes. “Stazzi's here, so hurry up.” He says, before slamming my door shut.
“I hate my life.” I mumble, throwing on shoes and tying my messed up hair in a pony tail. I walk out into the living room, where Stazzi sits on the couch. When she sees me, she immediately runs over, to me, grabbing my face.
“You look like shit.” She says, wiping off the smeared, day old mascara I left on my face. “What time did you go to bed last night?” She asks, brushing through my bangs with her fingers.
“Like two-thirty.” I shrug.
She sighs, “What were you doing THIS time.” She knows I write 5 Seconds of Summer fan fiction, she just doesn't know that I'm R.S., the most famous 5sos fan fiction author on the internet right now. She barely even knows what a '5 Seconds of Summer' is, anyway.
“Luke posted another selfie on Instagram.” I blush.
She rolls her eyes, “You need a real boyfriend.”
“Hey, I'm in a perfectly happy relationship with my laptop, thank you very much.” I smile, grabbing my backpack as we walk out the door.
When we get to first period, as usual, Stazzi and her boyfriend Cole, sit in the back, while I sit in the front with Miley. I'm only sitting in the front, since this is my writing class. A.K.A. My favorite class.
Miley is obsessed with 5SOS too, but not as much as me. Nobody loves them as much as me.
She taps my shoulder, “So R.S posted another chapter last night.” She smiles, “Luke finally said he loved her back!”
“No way, really?”
“Uh huh!” She smiles, “It's about time. How long did he wait? I mean jeez.” A month.
“Yeah, right.” I smile.
“I wish she'd post more though. Like, what about Shane? I mean he's back in town but they don't it yet- What if,” I tune out what she says, mostly because I wrote it, so I already know what's going to happen, but also because the teacher starts to talk.
“So, we have a VERY exciting contest!” Those words immediately catch my attention. “You have to create a story, at least 5,000 words. It has to be fictional. It's contest around the country, but whoever wins, will get the chance to win a plane ticket- Anywhere in the world.”
Being the fucking dork I am, I let out a scream at the top of my lungs. Everyone stares at me, but I just blush and smile like crazy. I AM GOING TO WIN THIS. I have to.
I raise my hand, “When is it due?”
“In two weeks. About two weeks after, the winner will be announced.” My teacher smiles. I grab my notebook and start sketching out ideas. But I already know what I'm going to enter. The most famous fan fiction I've ever written: Dancing in the Dark.
Miley turns to me, “I'm so winning.”
“In your dreams.” I smirk.
“May the best writer win.”
Notes
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-BeautifulHood
WHAT A CUTIIIIIEEEEEES
5/6/18