Chapter 2

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People say that the best feeling in the world is sex but I disagree. The best feeling in the world is a long hot shower. The way your muscles relax due to the warm water is a great feeling.

I stayed in the shower until the hot water started to turn cold. I wrapped a towel around myself and got out of the shower.

Drying my hair with the towel, I looked at myself in the mirror and the site in front of me was enough to make me sad. I knew that I can't have a good day for too long.

The guy in the mirror was definitely not an attractive site. My pale green eyes were dull and almost lifeless. My nose looked big as usual, sometimes I think that my nose looks like a dick. My front teeth reminds me of rabbit's teeth. My lips are cracked which made me look even more ugly, my damped hair weren't helping much. My legs are thin and girly which made me hate myself even more. No wonder why girls don't like me. I'm a walking joke.

I decided to read a book as I have nothing better to do. After reading the book for a while, I got bored and decided to stop reading it. I turned on the tv but got bored eventually. I got under the duvet and started listening to The 1975. After a while I got fed up and tried to sleep but it was of no use. I opened Facebook and went through my notifications.

I wasn't surprised to see no new notification and no new message, it's normal now.

Scrolling through my news feed I saw that Nicole changed her profile picture. I clicked onto Nicole's profile and started scrolling. Nicole is a beautiful girl with dark hair. She's short which makes her look cute. I had a crush on her when we were in highschool, she was the only girl who talked to me on her on will. She was really nice and helpful.

I opened the chat box and was about to send her a "hi" but I stopped. I wanted to talk to her but I don't want her to think of me as a creep.

After talking to myself for five minutes I send her a "hi :) ". She saw my message as it said "read" and went offline.

Ouch.

After a while my eyes started to feel heavy and I decided to sleep.

I woke up by the loud banging on my door.

"Harry, dinner is ready," Gemma yelled from the other side of the door. "Are you sleeping?" She asked. I rolled my eyes at her stupidity and went to open the door.

"Oh, you were actually sleeping," She said looking at my grupmy state. "I thought you were ignoring me." She chuckled.

"Dinner's ready." She looked at me, waiting for a response. I nodded my head, she sighed but said nothing and left.

After eating dinner, I came back to my room and locked the door. I opened my journal and started writing in it about my day as usual.

Dear Journal,

I'm not gonna start with the usual "today was boring" because it wasn't. Well the morning wasn't boring. I went to a café today. The atmosphere of the café was really cozy. The vintage looks of the café were adding to the cozy atmosphere. I went to the café because I was sick of spending my days by locking myself in my room. Plus my therapist adviced me to spend some time outside. There weren't many people in the café which made me comfortable as I avoid crowded places.

As I was ordering my coffee, a girl entered in the café and dropped her books which attracted my attention. She was really beautiful. She was tall, her dark brown hair were complementing her skin. She was wearing a tank top and shorts. She sat at the very front and ordered her "usual", giving the waiter a polite smile. I'm guessing that she goes there regularly. I wanted to introduce myself to her but being the coward I am stayed glued to my seat.

She was sitting there taking occasional sips from her coffee and scrolling through her phone. Her phone rang, she smiled at the caller id and picked it up. She left the café after greeting whoever was on the line. I don't know who she was talking to but it could be her boyfriend. She was way too gorgeous so there's no way she's single. I left the café after five minutes of her leaving.

After that I came home and tried to pass my time. I got bored soon and opened Facebook. I inboxed Nicole but she went offilne after seeing my message. I don't know what was I thinking when I send her that message. Of course she'll ignore me because no one wants to talk to a loser.

At dinner, mum asked me if I made friends at the café. I ignored her completely. Who makes friends at café? No one.

So today wasn't that boring, I guess.

H .x

I closed the journal when my phone made a ding sound, indicating that I have a notification. I opened the lock and saw that there were three Facebook messages and all were Nicole's. My eyes widened because first, Nicole messaged me and second, she messaged me three times.

I opened the chat box and saw her messages.

Hey Harry!

I'm sorry that I wasn't able to reply when you messaged me. I'd grounded and mum turned wifi off when you messaged me.

So, how are you?

She actually replied to my message. Wow.

I opened my journal and added a few lines.

Nicole replied to my message. Can you believe it because I can't. I should reply, right?

Oh and I'm thinking about going to the café again tomorrow.

Good night.

H .x

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Oh and read my book "Styles'Motel" maybe? It's completed.

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