Koala Style

Chapter 1

"I never before believed in love at first sight, but baby when I met you that all changed."

I woke up to a harsh slap across my face.

"Wake the fuck up you lazy sod."

Ugh, not another day. I consider punching my indifferent and bastard-like step father in the face when I remember what day it is. The day I plan (kind of) on running away.

OK, it was a muffed up plan and I don't really know where I'm gonna run to. My friend PJ was in London for the weekend so I'd ring him up and see where I could go. I don't want to end up crashing in a disabled toilet in Cafe Nero.

I drag myself out of bed and get changed quickly. "Why do you want me up so early?"

"I want you out of the house." he roughly replies, not making eye contact.

I growl. "Why?"

"Cause I hate you and I have a woman coming over so get the fuck out. Now."

"What the hell? You're such a douche!"

He picks up a blue backpack and throws it at my face. I rub my nose and bring away some blood. "You have seven minutes to pack some shit for the weekend. After those seven minutes, I will come up here and if your ugly ass isn't gone, damage will be done."

I let out a low snarl then chuck in my favourite stuff and clothes into my bag then run down to the kitchen in under three minutes. I grab loads of toiletries and food then legit out of the house and down the drive.

I run for about half an hour. Steve had never done anything too serious to me before, the most was probably a broken arm that was half my fault. After all the air has been thrown out of my body from running, I slump down inside a bus shelter and pull out my phone, punching PJ's number in.

He picks up after the second ring.

"Yeeello?"

"Hey, PJ?"

"Chris. PJ's peeing."

"Oh, OK, Chris, hey, can you put me onto PJ when he comes back?"

"Yeah su-" I hear a loud flush and a shout : 'What are you doing on my phone!'

I laugh despite the raging stitch in my chest.

"Hey, Liv, you alright?"

"Yeah, um, look. I don't wanna be a burden or anything but I kind of need a home for the weekend." I explain, biting my lip.

"Oh, yeah, why?"

I sigh. When he sees the state of me and my scarce amount of items he'll know something's up. And I'm finally sick of lying to my best friend.

"I got kicked out."

"Ah, shit, really? I'll have to ask Dan and Phil, cause we're staying at theirs but I'm sure they'll say yes. We are all dying of female company." he says. I sigh in relief.

"Who are Dan and Phil?" I query about the friends he never told me about.

"Just a couple of friends we are staying with. They moved into London a few days ago. They're YouTubers as well."

I've never really been on YouTube before myself due to my complete lack of internet. The only videos I've seen are a couple of Chris and PJ's at their house. They were quite funny.

"OK, as long as none of you are vlogging when I get there." I joke.

"Where are you?"

"Pimlico."