Perfect Two (Louis Tomlinson fanfic)

Chapter 25

Jas' POV

I got back home at 7:30 which gave me time to get ready for school. It was great to go skating this morning. I hadn’t been for ages, and the rush of it was so exhilarating. I loved the feeling of racing down the slopes at top speed, as if I was completely free and there wasn’t a problem in the world. No problems of school. No problems of Jake. No problems of Ivy. Just no problems at all. 

I wriggled into my boring school uniform which was a little small, suddenly feeling rather a lot less free. I looked at what I was wearing in the mirror. A boring black blazer, a white shirt, a tie, skirt and tights. What made it all the more boring was that everybody else wore the same thing. I sighed. I looked in the mirror at my tired eyes. I hadn’t got much sleep last night and my face definitely showed it. The bags under my eyes were massive and black. I grabbed my foundation and squeezed a huge dollop into my hand. I rubbed it into my horrible rough skin in an attempt to try and conceal my tiredness. After a while I got bored and realised that there was no hiding my horrible face today. God. Sometimes I look in the mirror and just cannot believe I look that bad. Really, how do I look so awful? 

I checked my iPhone and the time was 8:01. I quickly packed my schoolbooks, noting that four of the five lessons I had were with Ivy. 

Shit.

I shoved a piece of bread in my mouth before heading out the door for the bus. I wonder how Niall’s feeling.

I saw my favourite blonde get on the bus and head my way to his usual seat. However he was missing the usual grin that seemed to be permanently plastered on his face. This time it had been replaced with a tired face with eyes strikingly similar to the ones that stared back at me in the mirror this morning. I felt a pang in my heart as he slumped into the seat next to me, his head hanging low. 

It was one of those moments where you really want to be a supportive friend, but in all honesty, you have no idea what to say. I tried to think of consoling words but I couldn’t get anything to come out of my mouth. In the end I settled for offering him one of my headphones and pulling him in for a massive hug. We ended up spending the whole bus journey just clinging on to each other, as he sobbed into my shoulder.

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By the end of the bus journey I was fuming at what Ivy had done to Niall. There was no escaping the fact that he was a complete mess. I definitely had some words to say to Ivy. 

I headed off to my English lesson after form, dreading it because my seat was right next to Ivy. I walked in and there she was. She looked pretty battered herself actually. Her eyes were raw. She must have been crying a fair bit. Her hair was tangled - looked like she hadn’t bothered to brush it at all this morning. Her foundation was all blotchy because she hadn’t rubbed it in properly. Overall, what I’m trying to say is, she looked like she was in a right state. 

I tenderly approached my seat, not really sure what to do or say. When I saw her, I suddenly felt sorry for her. I felt guilty at how mad I was at her just a few moments ago. She just looked so frail and pathetic, like she needed a best friend. Me. 

“No,” I said under my breath to myself. I couldn’t just forgive her. I reminded myself of what she had done. She had cheated on Niall with the guy who had already cheated on me with someone else. My mind lingered on that thought for a few seconds. I slowly realised that I’d never seen the face of the girl Jake was with when I found them sleeping together. Then of course it quickly dawned on me. It couldn’t have been...could it?

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