Really? My Best Friend?

Chapter 6

I wake up to puffy eyes lying wrapped up in my blankets and duvet. My face is streaked with make-up and my hair is a mess like my thoughts. I look at my phone to see a message from Dean saying ‘I’m sorry Xxxx’ so I throw my phone back down and go wash my face before heading to my bed again where I lie down and go back to sleep.

The next day I wake up with tear tracks all the way down my face and my hair a mess in the pony tail I left it in during the night. I don’t want to go in to school today but I took yesterday off so I’m going to have to go in wither I want to or not.

I get up and go for a shower before pulling on a pair of denim shorts and a black strappy top and then a red chequered shirt on with half of its buttons undone. Then I pull on a pair of red converse which goes with the shirt. I use the curlers I have to curl my hair before taking a brush through it to make it so it’s just wavy with my fringe put up.

Grabbing my things I go down the stairs ad take a piece of toast from the plate at the table before I eat it and then go do my make-up so it’s natural.

“Sophie, we’re gonna be late!?” Liam shouts up the stairs so I run down the stairs with my phone in my hand which I throw into my bag when I pick it up from the bottom of the stairs.

“Right, let’s go.” I murmur heading for the door which I open and go outside with Liam hot on my heels.

“Who’re you trying to impress? You’re looking good.” He smiles at me while throwing his arm over my shoulders.

“Nobody, I just wanna feel good specially after being in bed all day yesterday.” I mutter looking down the drive way. I don’t want to get to the bottom of it. That would mean seeing Dean. I don’t wanna see him. I spent the whole of yesterday practically wanting to scream and kick and hit him for hurting me. Because he did hurt me. All because he doesn’t let me speak to other guys and uses me in his strange ways. I don’t even like him that way so I don’t know why I’m annoyed over him kissing me all the time but the one kiss that got to me was the one in front of Louis.

“Well sister, dunno what to tell you, you look amazing. Go kick some ass at school.” He smirks looking at me with raised eye brows.

“Well thanks, I guess.” I smile up to my brother who grins like an idiot. “Why are you grinning like an idiot?”

“Because not many guys have sisters as beautiful as you.” This makes me smirk back at him like an idiot too.

“You’re so cheesy but I love you.” I grin, we’re now just about at the bus stop, only around twenty metres away, and Dean is slouching in the shelter on the seat that runs along the side. His hair is a mess and he looks tired from where I see him and still I instantly tense up causing my brother to tighten his grip around my shoulders.

“I love you too. He looks like he’s still a mess.” He comments looking down at me.

“Was he as bad as me?” I ask looking back at Dean’s back. I know I was a mess yesterday but I let myself be like that yesterday and the night before so there was no way I was being like that again because I was a mess and I’m not letting any guy get me in a mess like that ever again especially Dean. I just can’t let it happen.

“Well, not as bad as you were, he’s a guy so he was never gonna get like that. He didn’t look happy but then he’s a guy, he’ll not be showing it.” Liam mumbles as we near the bus stop. We arrive just as the bus turns around the corner and stops in front of us where Dean gets up and walks over to us. He looks at me with his big brown eyes and as soon as mine land on his mine water. I bite my lip to stop it but it doesn’t help much.