Married or Not,I Hate You
Flaming Homophobe
As the time went I ended up in a small limo with Gerard,who was looking at me with pure hatred and rage through his hazel eyes. The tiny room made me claustrophobic,so I pressed the button to roll down the window. «If you ever dare come close to me, I’ll punch you in the face..» Well that’s nice.. There was silence for a while as I looked at him with an eyebrow raised. «Um..Not that I feel the need to touch you,but may I ask why?» Gerard just frowned and rolled his eyes then looked out the window. The ride was long,and awkward.
Not only had I been separated from my beloved laptop, I had also been dragged into a claustrophobic car with an arrogant,black haired,non-social,probably homophobic and handsome boy. Well ain’t this just fucking wonderful?
The deal is,I’m an only-child,as I said. And Gerard has a younger brother. My family’s company and Gerards family’s company wants to become partners. But in order to do that there has to be a connections between the owners for the authorities to allow that. So,since I’m an only-child and a boy, and Gerard is the oldest son who will inherit the company we’ve ended up getting married on paper.
This is fun.
While lost in thoughts,glaring out the window I felt Gerards eyes on me again. For the time being I decided to ignore it,but as he continued it started becoming pretty annoying. «Why don’t you take a fucking picture? It lasts longer,and you can masturbate to it as well.» Usually I’m much nicer,but this guy is just pissing me the fuck off.
Then I herad a snort. «No way I’m gonna masturbate to a fag.» Homophobe. Raging homophobe. Flaming fucking homophobe. Of all persons in the world mum and dad had to pick a flaming homophobe! This day just keeps getting worse and worse!
The air hitting my face made my fringes automatically push out of my eyes as I turned towards him,chuckling. «Oh,so if you’re a homophobe then why are you constantly staring at me?» The expression on his face changed immediatley and he turned away from me. The walls in the limo room was a soft material,and had a dark purple color.There was a small wine-table attached to the floor with small space, where drinks could be placed. In the middle of the table a winebottle was placed. I couldn’t quite read what it said but from the smell and design of it it looked to be a Syrah,Porto Carras from 1999. Hm,not the finest one,but not bad either.
What? I took classes in this,shut up.
The silence remained in the limo. I wanted to go back to my laptop,though I more wanted to go back to my beautiful dogs. I missed all of them. A small sigh escaped my lips as I continued thinking about my beloved hairdotts.
This day probably won’t get better..
Not only had I been separated from my beloved laptop, I had also been dragged into a claustrophobic car with an arrogant,black haired,non-social,probably homophobic and handsome boy. Well ain’t this just fucking wonderful?
The deal is,I’m an only-child,as I said. And Gerard has a younger brother. My family’s company and Gerards family’s company wants to become partners. But in order to do that there has to be a connections between the owners for the authorities to allow that. So,since I’m an only-child and a boy, and Gerard is the oldest son who will inherit the company we’ve ended up getting married on paper.
This is fun.
While lost in thoughts,glaring out the window I felt Gerards eyes on me again. For the time being I decided to ignore it,but as he continued it started becoming pretty annoying. «Why don’t you take a fucking picture? It lasts longer,and you can masturbate to it as well.» Usually I’m much nicer,but this guy is just pissing me the fuck off.
Then I herad a snort. «No way I’m gonna masturbate to a fag.» Homophobe. Raging homophobe. Flaming fucking homophobe. Of all persons in the world mum and dad had to pick a flaming homophobe! This day just keeps getting worse and worse!
The air hitting my face made my fringes automatically push out of my eyes as I turned towards him,chuckling. «Oh,so if you’re a homophobe then why are you constantly staring at me?» The expression on his face changed immediatley and he turned away from me. The walls in the limo room was a soft material,and had a dark purple color.There was a small wine-table attached to the floor with small space, where drinks could be placed. In the middle of the table a winebottle was placed. I couldn’t quite read what it said but from the smell and design of it it looked to be a Syrah,Porto Carras from 1999. Hm,not the finest one,but not bad either.
What? I took classes in this,shut up.
The silence remained in the limo. I wanted to go back to my laptop,though I more wanted to go back to my beautiful dogs. I missed all of them. A small sigh escaped my lips as I continued thinking about my beloved hairdotts.
This day probably won’t get better..
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Same account name, same story name. Just look it up, loves.
7/5/17