Chapter 12

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JOES POV (Mia’s brother):

If you are wondering what I’m doing, well I skipped a class so, yeeaah troublemaker. No … Not really…

As I walk down the halls I spot a girl. A beautiful girl. Fire read hair. Tattoos. But I’m sure she is much older than me… I mean I’m 16 she is around 18.. maybe Mia’s age. She probably wouldn’t even like me.

 She sits down in the cafeteria and takes out her phone. She smiles down at her phone, my face drops instantly. Does she have a boyfriend? And how is it possible that I like her even though I haven’t even once spoken to her. That makes me wonder… Does she go to this school? I have never seen her around. And I know that I would recognize her. Her hair is so fucking beautiful. I think I just got addictive to ginger hair. To this red/ginger haired girl. I’ll just talk to her, everything that can happen is that she’ll kick me in the balls. I hope that it won’t happen though. I walk in the cafeteria, but she doesn’t stop looking at her phone. Is she deaf maybe? I mean my boots make noises. Not that I have something against sick people. As you know my mum’s sick so I don’t have anything against them. I actually admire them. I admire their strength. Everything they do, they do it with so much passion. Even though sometimes it won’t work, they don’t stop, they work, work and work. It’s unbelievable. And I always see smiles on their faces. When I see it on kids it makes me cry, because I know that they don’t have much time left, but they always wear a smile. So why do people, who are healthy and don’t have a single problem, okay maybe some problems in school but that’s nothing, complain so much?! It’s fucking annoying. I admire my mum, I’ll always love her. Even when she’ll be away, I will always love her. Nobody will ever replace her. Me and Mia will do it together, we are strong together. Maybe our dad will come around.. I want to know him.. This fucker, who left us…

The girl’s head finally snap up.

AMELIAS POV

When I look up I see a handsome looking boy. Brown hair, brown eyes. Tall. Oh god he is cute. He is so fucking handsomely cute. Girls you know the difference between hot and cute don’t you? Well he is hot and cute. I think there isn’t an adjective, which would describe him. I cannot guess his age though. Maybe like 16-18? I need to find out. I put down my phone and put a smile on. I hope he won’t see through my fake smile. But right now it doesn’t feel so fake as always. Right now something feels true. My palms start to get a little bit sweaty… Why? I’m never nervous..

“Hi.” He tells me. Oh my god his smile and his straight white teeth. Jealous. His handsomeness makes my legs feel like jelly.

“Hello”, I tell him smiling.

“I’m Joe”, he extends his hand. I take his hand and shake it. His hands are so warm.

“I’m Amelia.”

“Cute name, for a cute girl”, he tells me, winking. Cheeky boy.

“Thank you. So what are you doing? Shouldn’t you be in class”, I eye him suspiciously.

“Nah. I felt like skipping it so I did it. My sister will be angry as fuck with me though”, he tells me laughing.

“This isn’t funny Joe”, I answer looking in his eyes seriously even though I’m trying to suppress a laugh. And I fail at it.

“How old is your sister?”, I ask him.

“My sis is 17. She is awesome. I love her”, he tells me smiling. I can see in his eyes that what he is telling me is true. It seems like they have a great bound.

“Well maybe I will have some classes with her. I’m 18, but I went one year later, so there is a possibility that we will have some classes together.” If she is so nice like him I could get some new friends. I need some new friends. Since the old ones left me…

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