Hearts A Mess

Chapter Two.

It was a sports themed party. That's what we finally decided on. True to my character I went as a football player. Most other girls were cheer leaders or tennis sluts but I saw no point in that. There was only one guy I had in mind and I'd figured out he wasn't the usual player. Although I was given no credit for the night, which I'd planned 60% of, it was still a blast. My other friend who I'd known for 11 years turned up with me. This was the first night I'd played around with makeup and dared to put on some eyeliner. It wasn't much but I wanted to look better for William than usual. I think he already knew I liked him. I'd heard a rumour that he told people we had a thing. That I was ecstatic about. He was good looking, fit and one of the best skaters. He had lots of friends in the upper years. 'Our relationship would put a good word out of me' boy was I puerile.

Although my hair wouldn't stay straight I still looked better than usual and I did draw some attention. Back then I thought that was the best thing I could achieve. William turned up eventually, without dressing up. Although I preferred when guys put effort into dress ups he still managed to impress me.

As the night progressed I became more and more shy and I became incredibly grateful when Sasha forced me to sit on his lap. He didn't mind but this was still a big step for me. I'd only ever sat on Brady's lap, and that was still 4 months into dating. I was a fridget. Incredibly fridget.

"Hey Doutzen," I looked up to a girl who's name I learnt to be Ebony.

"Yes," I answered cheerfully.

"Can you show us where the bathroom is, sorry I don't want to interrupt but I can't find Holly and yeh," she muffled and gestured towards the three other girls behind her. I recognised one of them from my form.

"No that's fine," I said and hopped of Williams lap. I apologised to him although I was sought of grateful for her interruption, it was getting awkward. I directed the bunch of girls to the toilet and decided to wait in Holly's bedroom for them. I didn't know I'd been followed until I saw his reflection in the mirror. It was the boy I'd met my first recess, I think his name was Ed. The air in the room seemed to grow thicker although I didn't know why.

"Uhm, why are you in here?" I asked him. He shrugged and walked over to Holly's whiteboard and picked up a marker. I'd hoped he wasn't some obnoxious guy that just messed with everything for the sake of it. They were my least favourite kinds of people.

"Shouldn't you be outside with everyone else?" I asked with a slight bit of edge.

"Got bored," he answered whilst still working away on the board. He seemed so strange.

"Erm, well ok but I'm leaving now and I don't think Holly's mum wants anyone in here alone sorry," I excuse myself and leave, making sure he followed behind. We didn't talk on the way out. I didn't know what to talk about.

I noticed that he'd spent the majority of the night with one of my friends from a different school. It shouldn't have bothered me, I had William. I was just worried that they weren't right for each other, she was so bubbly and cute and he was just resentful.

At the end of the night I hugged everyone goodnight except for Ed and made sure William had an extra long hug. William didn't look like he cared, or even noticed that I'd singled him out in this hugging. He seemed quite self involved actually. All the boys were back then, it was just something I'd taught myself to accept.

At the end of the night when Holly was a sleep in the living room and everyone was home I snuck back into her bedroom to find a charger. When I flicked the lights on something caught my attention immediately. A drawing of a hawk with its wings spread out in full flight. It wasn't quite like any drawing. It was spectacular to say the least. Something about the hawk was so viscous and angry. It wasn't just flying, it was hunting. It took me a few moments to realise but I remembered the boy, Ed, when he came into Holly's room with me. He was barely there for a minute, this would take some people a day to master. I expected him to just draw a dick or write some slang. Maybe someone else came in and rubbed off what he did.

I doubt he's capable of anything amazing.