Holy s**t. Holy freaking piece of poo. Please tell me I am only in a very realistic nightmare whilst my body is lying in bed, drooling on a pillow or something, instead of this… this reality that Cristiano freaking Ferreira saw the video on my phone?!
When I blinked my eyes one more time and looked down at what my hand was holding and then looked back up to the boy walking away from me… I knew I was far from being on my bed right now.
“You found your phone! Congratulations, mom’s not going to kill you.”
I jolted up from surprise as T came out of nowhere.
“You almost gave me a heart attack!” I told him before punching his arm and he chuckled at me.
“Good. Then I can have your room and turn it into another game room,” he said before sticking his tongue out at me.
I was getting re
