Casey's POV
The movie was pretty good I guess. I mean it wasn't what I expected but oh well. Some things are not what we expect.
Well who am I to judge the movie, for all I know I wasn't even paying attention. It's not because I didn't want to pay attention, it's just that I couldn't. The only thing in my mind was the guy with the beautiful brown eyes and the shitty attitude.
Yeah that's right, the girl who bumped into him and made him spill his soda is saying he's an asshole. First of all just by his look I know he's a player, and second his tone was like seducing but angry at the same time which confuses me in so many ways.
Wait, was he flirting with me?
No, of course he wasn't. I mean why would anyone want to flirt with me. Just by looking at me you can pretty much tell I'm fucked up.
But the way he looked at me and how he was talking... I don't know I'm just confused.
Like he's pretty intimidating but I like it. Because that means that people respect him and don't mess with him. He looks at you in a way that speaks to you. When I bumped into him and looked at his eyes I could tell he was pissed and wanted to kill me, so he scared me and then he talked so softly but he was still looking at me with those eyes, which made me even more scared.
"Caseyyyyy" Cara says waving her hands in front of my face
"Huh" I respond completely clueless about what she was talking while I was thinking about the asshole
"You've been spacing out on me since you went to the bathroom. It's everything ok?" She asks
"Yeah I'm okay Cara nothing to worry about, I promise" I hold out my pinky and she reaches out to shake it
"Okay if you say so" she smiles "Well we're here" I look out the window and see that we're in the parking lot of my apartment building
"Okay babes thank you for taking me out. Love youu" I say and hug her "Love you too now get your ass home"
I get out of the car and walk to my apartment. I reach out for my keys in my pocket and open the door. I go to my room take a shower and put pajamas on. I get some cereal and sit on my bed to watch some TV.
"Let me see what I got recorded" I say to myself.
The 100, Gotham, American Idol, The Walking Dead, Shameless, Empire, some movie with Lindsay Lohan, and the Grammy's
I go on Empire. They show what happened in the last episodes and then start.
(This is a song that's been on a lot recently on the show Empire. It's called Drip Drop)
She do it all night
She goin' hard right?
She love the spotlight
She make that thang go
Drip drop, drip drippity drop
Drip drop, drip drippity drop
Drip drop, drip drippity drop
"HOLY THIS IS MY JAM" I say and start singing along "DRIP DROP, DRIP DRIPPITY DROP"
----
It's been 3 hours since my show ended. After Empire I watched this movie "Neighbors" with Zac Efron, Seth Rogen, and Dave Franco. I literally just watched the movie because Zac and Dave are my favorite people in the world. They're so hot it makes me wanna cry.
Right now it's 4pm so I got around 5 hours till my mom gets home. I have nothing to do and I don't wanna bother anyone so I decide to look for another movie in this box we have in my room that is full of them. I decide I want to go for a long movie so I pick "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets" I have a thing for Harry Potter, it's kind of like a big deal to me.
----
When the movie is over I clean up the house a little bit and then go to sleep so when my mom comes she don't yell at me for leaving a mess.
I get under my blankets and fall asleep thinking of the brown eyes boy
----
"BEEP BEEP"
Fucking piece of shit alarm clock, Ugh
I quickly hit the snooze button and decide to stay home today too, I gotta go to support group anyway.
I roll over and just when I'm about to fall asleep I hear a noise coming from my wall. I opened my eyes and look at my Ariana Grande poster that fell on the floor.
"Stupid poster" I mumble under my breath and go back to sleep
----
I get up at 9:26am and decide to just take a shower and get dressed right away. Since I'm not going anywhere special I'll just wear something simple and comfortable. Since it's like 30-40 degrees outside I decide to wear something warm I put on my black skinny jeans with my gray sweater that has a black heart on it along with a white beanie and my grey vans. I leave at around 11:15 and stop at Dunkin Donuts for a croissant and some coffee.
I call Cara to come pick me up. Usually I walk from my apartment, here so Cara can come pick me up for support group. Other times I just ask Imogen to drop me off and pick me up.
I scroll through my Tumblr and reblog some stuff while waiting for Cara. In like 10 minutes she calls me and we head off
----
The support group is held at in a room inside a hospital. It's kind of like a room where you would have one of those wedding parties at, it's really big and I don't know why. There's just like 15 people.
We walk in and Cara stops by a vending machine to buy some chips and a soda, while I walk upstairs to the room. When I enter the room I see the person that's been on my mind since the movies yesterday, The brown eyes guy.
He smirks at me and then just continues to scroll through his phone.
Cara comes in and Jason (the guy in charge) tells us to sit down. We sit down in the chairs that are arranged to form a circle. He calls everyone's name one by one so you can say your name, age, and what type of illness you have.
"Hi my name is Cara, I'm 22 years old and I have Posttraumatic stress disorder" she says and sits down
"Hi my name is Casey, I'm 22 years old and I have Depression"
I wait for the other people to go so I can hear mystery guy talk
He clears his throat and looks at me "I'm Zayn Malik, 22 years old, Bipolar disorder"
So I feel like this is a really shitty chapter but that's ok, I just wanted to update. And also this are their real ages, look it up.
