Monday....well it was monday and school again, i thought and stared up at the ceiling with stinging eyes. My sleep has been gone for the past few hours, so now i was lying in my bed feeling more and more nervous with each passing second.
I had thought i would have slept like a log after the trip, i was completely exhausted but thoughts and anxiety had tormented me until i gave up all hope of getting any sleep.
The idea of being back at school as Thomas Sangster girlfriend, it should feel amazing but it mostly felt like a bad horror movie. What if he wouldn't treat me as his girlfriend at all, maybe he would pretend it was nothing and then sneak away with it. Was that why he had wanted to keep it a secret in the first place? because he doesn't want anyone to know he was busy? that he had a girlfriend.
No, it was just me playing a prank on myself. Thomas had been absolutely amazing the past few days and didn't hold back at all when it came to showing me off as his girlfriend. He had even seemed really happy that we could be open about it. It was actually he who had told the gang that we were together. him, not me.
I picked up the phone and sighed, 6:19 p.m., i might as well get up. Now i would have time to take a long hot shower which would hopefully soften my tense muscles that made my head pound.
Headache and zero sleep, not the best start of the week, but what the hell could i do? pour me coffee and hope i would survive the day, something like this? well, there were no other options.
With tired steps i left my room and crept to the bathroom. Everything in the house was dark and silent that every step i took sounded like an echo of clumsiness. It wouldn't surprise me if someone was awake. We lived in an old house so the floors creaked and the doors squeaked, usually i never thought about it but now everything was heard clearly.
I didn't even realize i was holding my breath until i closed the bathroom door and locked it. With a sigh i pulled the top over my head and turned on the shower.
While i was waiting for the water to get hot i looked at myself in the mirror. Oh my god i looked more dead than alive. Dark circles that matched my red-rimmed eyes. Nice, very nice.
I shook my head lightly and stepped into the shower. Hopefully the heat and water would help me come back to life.
For a long time, i stood leaning with my hands against the wall while the water washed over me. But since i couldn't stand here for to long and didn't want to risk the hot water running out, i started shampooing my hair, massaging the lather in and felt the headache go away more and more.
When i was clean i stood and closed my eyes for a few extra minutes. I would probably survive this day after all. I got out of the shower and realized i must have been standing there for a very long time because the whole room was steaming and the mirror was covered with a thick mist. Oh well, it was worth it, i thought and wrapped a towel around my hair and one around my body.
I hung up the towels again when i was as dry as i could be and unlocked the door. Hopefully it was past seven now, i just wanted to get off to school as fast as possible so i wouldn't regret it and go back to bed and stay there for the rest of the day.
"Fucking hell!"
I yelled and quickly turned around. Dylan covered his eyes and was about to crash right into the wall, uh okay? i thought, raising my eyebrows questioningly until i realized i was standing naked in front of him. Shit! not that i was insecure about my body but damn, somewhere was there a line and that line had been crossed now that my brother saw me naked.
"Sorry" i muttered and hurried back to my room while Dylan mumbled something i couldn't, and probably didn't, want to hear.
I almost burst out laughing when i slammed the door behind me. It was still a bit of fun, or i was just so tired.
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My enemy since childhood
FanficY/n O'brien the unpopular girl and Thomas Sangster the schools popular guy. Thomas is Dylan best friend aka Y/n's twin brother. Thomas and Y/n have always hate each others since their childhood but people change through the years, maybe they are fri...
