The Decision.

Chapter Twenty.

Song Of The Chapter: Bloodstream by Ed Sheeran.

After opening the door confused, I stare at Melissa and her suitcase lying beside her. Her long brown hair is moving cause of the wind. I continue to look at her weird, she sighs before she hugs me, I wrap my arms around her waist before she pulls me in close.

I couldn't help but smile, "Hey Melissa, what are you doing here?" I ask, slightly confused as to why.

She laughs, before she unwraps her arms from around me. "Look, I came here to stay. I wanted to see my best friend, is that a crime?" She questions me, raising her eye-brow slightly.

I laugh back, the cold wind escaping into my house. "No it's not a crime, I just never expected you to come here this soon" I reply, before hesitating to ask my next questions, "U-m-m, do you know where Scott is?" I ask, sighing, blurting it all out.

She couldn't help but let her smile out, coming across his lips. "So your best friend comes out to you at two in the morning and your asking where my brother is? Now that's interesting" She asks, her mouth twitching into a smile.

I stare at her, the cold breeze being the only sound to us at this moment in time. "Well, I never knew you would be so offended. Other-wise I would of never asked" I reply to her.

She smirks before she hugs me, "I was joking Gemma. Relax, and to answer your question. Scott is in town just meeting some friends, he will be here tomorrow night hopefully" She replies, smiling at me.

I give her a small smile back, opening the door wider, she walks in. Sighing, she rubs her forehead before she walks in. Showing her the bedroom, she is staying in I go back into my bedroom to see I have another five hours of sleep.

Smiling, I go back into my bed before I soon fall asleep.

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My eyes slowly drift open, the sunlight attacking me. Sighing, I rub my eyes slightly before I turn around to see it is half six. Groaning, I sit up before wrapping my silk pink dressing gown around my bare body before I get up. Walking out of my bedroom, I peek into Melissa's room. Her brown hair is sprawled out onto the pillow and snores escaping her mouth, laughing slightly I continue to walk downstairs.

Opening the kitchen door, I open the curtains letting the sunlight beam into the room. Turning the kettle on, it starts to boil. Letting it boil, I turn my laptop on. Letting it load up, I turn back to the kettle, grabbing a cup from the cupboard, I place some milk and a tea bag into the cup before typing the passowrd into my laptop.

Loading up, I set it on the table beside my comfy chair. Pouring the steaming water, I then make my tea before I head over to the seat. Opening my email, I see Markus' left some script for me to go over.

Sighing, I take a sup of my tea before I start to work on the script.

After about an hour of reading and drafting the script, a line comes up.

Who knew that 24-hours could change everything? Makes you reliaze and have a different prospective about something or someone?

That was the question in the script, that made me think about him. Groaning, I take one last sip of my tea before sitting up. Closing my laptop, I take my cup to the sink before washing it. Letting it dry, I pick my laptop up before I make my way to the bedroom.

Grabbing my wash stuff, I place my laptop on my bed. Walking to the bathroom, I close the door before I start to wash my body and hair.

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After washing my hair, I step out of the shower before wrapping a towel around my bare shivering body, I emerged from the bathroom walking into my bedroom. Plugging the hair dryer in, I start to dry my hair before heating the hair straighteners.