Oh No… You won’t. (Run away from me.)

“No… No… NO! DON’T COME NEAR ME OR I’LL SHOUT RAPE!” He screamed. I bursted out into a roar of laughter after my slowpoke brain actually and successfully processed his words correctly in my mind (Because at times I hear wrong things because of daydreaming.). “Hell, Nicholas Cheng! WHEN WILL YOU EVER GROW UP? – I mean—Like someone will believe you if you do! Just come near me and don’t deny all those things that you actually promised me on that night… I’ll stop… uhh… following you.”He moved back a bit then pouted. “You’ve been following me ever since you first saw me at the stupid bar that night! Who would actually believe you if you have told that LOTS of times already I won’t fall for that anymore.” Okay. I’m serious. I don’t want a dead groom at my wedding. Or a squished or injured or… or… whatever groom it is at my wedding. I WANT NICHOLAS CHENG and only… ONLY Nicholas Cheng.  No scratches or whatsoever. Just him. No more, no less.

You guys might think that I’m a lunatic or whatsoever but I’m just a girl who’s too stupid enough to believe such coward named Nicholas Cheng to marry me.  Marry me because we… uh… Whatever. But To admit it, I really don’t know what happened to us. All I just wanted is well… To be remembered by my stupid and coward childhood best friend that I AM that UGLY AND UN-IMAGINABLE (I can’t choose a good word for that because I really can’t describe what I actually look like before.)  girl that he played with when we were younger. I just don’t know that he will change into this handsome man that actually took my breath away.  And it’s an advantage… or maybe not.

“Hey, it’s you who promised that you would marry me, Okay? I have no problems with that because I HEARD it clearly... AND I’m SOBER that time, Nicholas.” I walked away. Actually, I find it quite annoying at my part when I actually heard everything right then here he goes… He denied everything he said.

“I SAID… IF YOU GET PREGNANT, not NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS… GOT THE DIFFERENCE?” He shouted back as my tears wanting to well up my eyes after what he just said. I think… For the first time, I wanted to cry so hard like there’s no end. Fuck You, Nicholas Chen Zhu Hann.

Stupid and boring. I know. Anyways, Is my writing still the same? I haven't written FFs for a LONG time. (Drag the LONG.) Yeah :D That'a all. (The girl who narrates is the girl who likes N.C. hahaha!