I was nervous.
Parents had stepped out for couple for hours and I'd got that perfect freedom at home after a long time.
Within moments I'd made that call and he promised he'll be at my place soon.
It had been many many months and I had been longing for it.
I know I shouldn't have called in the first place.
Dad & mom were very much against it and I was feeling the guilt of betrayal.
Time was ticking away and he had not turned up as early as I expected him to be.
Nervousness was slowly turning into fear, as I thought what if dad & mom comes back home early!!
They obviously wouldn't like it, and how will I even gain their trust back, if I'm caught in act!? :(
I'd to choose, I'd come out of the dilemma.
As I slowly gathered up my courage, I heard,,
*Trring, Trring
Trring, Trring*
I was immensely happy and could feel my heart beating faster.
As I opened the door, there stood a delivery boy with my favorite Pizza.
Guilty or not,
Just love cheese-burst pizza,
OM NOM NOM!
(from the diaries of a fat-n-proud girl)
