Any thoughts? Shout out to my awesome friend, and fellow Dane, Camilla, you should totally check out her story, she's friendly, and new (: YOU'RE AWESOME CAMILLA! :D www.youtube.com ----------------------- Chapter 3: Stranger On My Doorstep I was walking around the house the following day basically beating myself up about Nick, I wanted to go to his eighteenth birthday get together but my stupid pride, and disease got in the way. I was just wearing sweats, and a t-shirt when the doorbell rung. I sighed a little pulling myself off the couch to open the door, on the other side was the person I wanted to see the most, and the least at the same time. "Nick?" I asked my jaw dropping. I looked down at myself, and back up again. He was wearing jeans, and a t-shirt with a print, and just plain black converse. "You said you didn't plan, so here I am spontaneously standing on your doorstep. Will you help me celebrate my birthday? Please?" I opened the door wider, and invited him inside. I looked down at myself again, and then up into his chocolate brown orbs, feeling really underdressed. "Uh sure, but I don't have anything to wear really. At least nothing fancy." "That doesn't matter, Renea," he said with a smile around his lips. I smiled back at him, and lead him upstairs to my room. I opened the door, and luckily for me he was a slow walker, and therefore I managed to hide the orange bottle of painkillers, and the morphine syringe in the drawer before he entered. He carefully ... 3d Desktop Sale Off Dvd Vhs Recorders For Sale Online The Singing Machine Karaoke Sale Off
