PS I Love You(an orginial love story)
Some of this is true and the rest is just what I see what will happen. Enjoy!
The Wall(Pink Floyd) PS When we text we use proper English
Pink Floyd's album The Wall blasted from the cd player to cover the sound of my sobs. DVDs were scattered by my TV and DVD player. The edge of my bed was buried under used tissues. My door was locked and my drapes protected me from any light spilling in from outside. My fingers were stained black from wiping away my running mascara. Every few minutes, my phone would vibrate. I gave in and looked at my phone. I had multpily(sp) texts from Casey, my ex-boyfriend. "Liz, please take me back. I screwed up big time." "Liz, are you there?" "Liz, please respond. I need to know you're still there." "Liz, please." "Liz, I know I screwed up. Please talk to me." "TEXT ME OR I'LL COME OVER TO YOUR HOUSE AND MAKE YOU TALK TO ME!" Then I had some texts from Spencer, my best friend. He's also Casey's best friend. "Liz, could you please text Casey back? He's freaking out and I have to listen." "FREAKIN TEXT HIM BACK!" I first texted Casey back. "I'll never take you back. If you really loved me then you wouldn't have kissed Addison right in the middle of the band room." Addison was one of his old girlfriends. She always has a boyfriend. Then I texted Spencer. "Hey calm down. I texted him. Could you please come over?" Within three minutes, Spencer rang the doorbell. "Liz, Spencer is here!" my mom yelled. I was surprised I heard her over the music. I turned down The Wall and slipped on huge sweatpants and a three-sizes-too-large hoodie. Spencer knocked on my door and came in. He walked over to me and sat down on my bed next to me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, placed my legs across his lap and rested my head on his shoulder. My head fit perfectly when I had it on his shoulder right next to his neck. "You ok?" he whispered into my ear. A single tear rolled down my cheek and others followed. I postitioned myself on his lap and buried my face in his shoulder with arms around his torso. "I'll take that as a no," he said. "Thanks for coming. I really needed someone," I said in a shaky voice. "Are you comfortably numb?" he asked playfully. I laughed and lightly hit him. "Sure," I said while stifling a laugh. Comfortably Numb had just come on. "Seriously are you ok?" he asked very seriously. I shook my head no. "How long were they going out?" I demanded with tears coming to my eyes again. I was refering to Casey and Addison. "And don't say you don't know because Casey tells you everything." He looked down at his hands. "Six months," he whispered. I couldn't talk. I could hardly breathe. Tears poured down my cheeks and I cried out. Casey has been dating Addison for half of the time I've dated him. I hid my face in a pillow. I didn't know what I was feeling. Upset because Casey cheated on me. Mad because Spencer is just now telling me. Many more emotions I have no idea what they are. Spencer paused my music and played the music to dance the Salsa to. I weakly smiled as he grabbed my hands and pulled me up. He slowed down the tempo so we danced slowly. In sixth grade(Spencer's seventh grade year) at International Fair, we learned two dances and this was one of them. Spencer and I danced together. After a few minutes, I randomly stopped the music and put on a slower(much slower) song. I laid flat on my bed staring at the ceiling, soaking in the music. I actually felt better. Somewhat better, at least. Spencer can always make me feel better. That's why he's my best friend.