Twentyseven.

                                    

                                          
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[ You are fucking not enough. ]
                          
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•Eva•
                          
"How long I waited for this moment."
Christoffer whispered.
                          
My heart stopped to beat and I couldn't breath.
What I am doing here, right now?!
                          
He stared me in the eyes and smiled.
                          
"Blue-grey-eyes." He mumbled.
"My weakness."
                          
He leaned in for a kiss, but I blocked him.
                          
Smart Christoffer! Complimenting innocent girls and fuck them in the next second?
                          
Oh, and stop it. I don't want to see 
your white perfect teeths.
                          
"Christoffer, I think you have to go."
I said and hope, he will hear at me this time.
I got up from him, and looked of embarassment to the ground.
He just layed in my bed and stared at me.
                          
"Christoffer, now." I repeated.
                          
Chris rolled his eyes, stood up and went to the mirror in my room.
                          
Seriously?
                          
You know that YOU are CHRISTOFFER SCHISTAD, right?
I thought you are selfish enough to know, that you are looking good?
                          
He checked his hair and I stared at him like some idiot. 
                          
I was never so impatient than in this moment. 
I just wanted him to leave.
                          
Suddenly, my phone buzzed on the table, next to my mirror.
                          
And, of course, Christoffer took my phone and read the notification.
                          
"Who is it?" I asked him.
                          
"It's from Sana."
                          
"Ouh, what did she text?"
                          
"Eva, I am your friend. You can admit, that you like Christoffer."
                          
My jaw dropped.
"Don't think that this is true." I said and rolled my eyes.
                          
"But I do." 
He had again this disgusting smirk on his face.
"And I think we both know, that this is true."
                          
PLEASE JUST STOP WITH THIS 
LIPS-LICKING-GAME.
                          
"I am with Adam. And I was never happier than now." I said and crossed my arms.
"No chances, that I am in love with you."
                          
Chris nodded but then shaked his head.
"You are so in love with me, you can't even think straight."
                          
"Imagination, Christoffer. Imagination."
                          
"I see that you are in love with me. 
Your blue-grey-eyes showed it."
                          
"Really selfish, don't you think?" I asked him.
"Not everyone is in love with you."
                          
"It's not selfish. It's true. Isn't it?"