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After I stormed out of the house, I realized I had forgot something. Something very important, especially if I want to go home at this hour. I slowly sat on their front steps figuring out what to do.

Finally after maybe five minutes, I decided to just go and get it. I walked up to the house once again getting ready to knock, knowing Ricky was downstairs, and would hear me, when the door flew open. Kian stood their fumbling with the zipper on his hoodie with my penny board in his hand. After watching him struggle, and string of curses words slip from his mouth for anther five minutes, he finally got it and looked up.

Man I wish I would have taken a picture of his face.

"Oh, your still here?" He says smiling, but not before he looks confused.

"I forgot this." I say in a mono tone while pulling my baby out of his grip.

"Oh, right." He says as if he realized why I was still here.

"Well, bye." I say turning around stepping down the few steps before I set my penny on the ground and got ready to hear back to my bed. I was about to push off, when a hand grabbed my wrist, pulling my attention back to my wrist. Kian's rather large hand was wrapped around my wrist, holding me back.

"Did I do something wrong?" He whispers, and I see something flash in his dark eyes. Something I have seen before, but I can't put my finger on it.

"I told you, I don't do friends. I don't do boyfriends." I say before sliding my wrist from his grasp, and skating towards my house.

When I woke up, I had 44 texts from ':)' and 13 missed calls. I wasn't going to replay, or answer, I just wasn't me. I told him I wasn't looking for anything, not even a friendship, but no. He keeps pushing.

Good thing I don't have work today, because I would have been late, its curently 12:34... Yeah, I was tired, but when am I not.

My phone started buzzing besides my lazy body. I groaned, and flopped over, grabbing it, before reading the caller ID

Incomming call from :)

Why can't he leave me the fück alone?

I push the ignore button, before sliding my phone under my pillow. Not even three minutes later, my phone begins screaming again.

I angrily grab it, and answer it, "What!" I yell.

"Oh, sorry." Stella says back confused. Oh thank god, maybe he got the point.

"Sorry, I thought you were someone else." I apologize.

"It's fine." she laughs.

"How are you?" I quickly ask.

"They don't know what's wrong, so we have stay until they get all the tests and shït they did back."

"Hey! Watch you language young lady!" I shout laughing.

"Oh shut up, you swear all the time." She says laughing back.

"Well, I'm 18, while your 10." I state.

"Touché." She laughs.

After about an hour of talking to her, we finally said goodbye. Once I pulled my phone away from my face I saw all the calls, and texts that had rolled in while I was trying to talk to Stella. Halfway through our chat, I put my phone on silent so I wouldn't feel the vibration against my face, or here the sound when I got another incoming call.

I should probably eat something. If only the fridge wasn't downstairs. It's a daily struggle for me.

Heaving my limp and tired body out of bed, I tiredly dragged my body down the stairs, and into the kitchen.

There is barely anything in the kitchen right now, manly because I have been picking up extra shifts, and haven't had time to go to the store, but also because I hate shopping with a passion. Luckily there was some bread and peanut butter. That's as good as I'm going to get.

After grabbing a water also, I made my way back upstairs, ignoring my sisters obnoxious laughter. I sat down on my lovely, old couch, and turned on Call Of Duty, before attempting to play while eating. Its harder than it looks.

Maybe why I'm always so tired is because I stay up until 1:30 playing video games, and watching movies. I'm not sure, actually I'm sure.

I hopped into bed, well more like rolled into bed, and grabbed my phone turning the sound back on. Hopefully he would leave me alone. Quickly looking through my notifications I just see a few texts, and one missed call, all from non other than Kian. I guess he got the point.

I couldn't help but feel a tiny pain in my heart. Everyone leaves me eventually. I guess it's just better he left sooner rather than later. Now you know one of the reasons why I don't do friends. No one ever stays.

---I really like the end of the chapter haha idk why but I dooooooo! Hope you have a wonderful day!!

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