TODAY I HAD A CONVERSATION WITH ISAAC ON INSTAGRAM, IT WAS FAB! HE TOLD ME HE WOULD SAY HI TO ME IF I CAME TO PORTMOUTH AND I CAN HEAR WEDDING BELLS BYE...
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I throw my legs out the bathroom window and let myself drop the the ground outside. I try not to concentrate or even think about my mothers expression when she notices I've left. I try to ignore everything that is happening in that household because it's not what I want, I'm sure of it...
My feet guide me through the middle of the street lamps until I get to a corner. I look around I pull out my phone.
Nothing.
My stomach begins to churn and I can feel goosebumps coating my skin. I can feel myself getting anxious and nervous but I try to not think about it. Just like I'm trying to do with my mother but it's kind of distracting me and my thoughts.
I close my eyes and breathe slowly... I seem to be doing it a lot lately but it's the only technique that has ever helped me calm down and taken the edge of things... Kinda...
My legs drop my body down onto the curb and I neaten out my skirt and pull it down slightly. I feel like a princess or something...
"Special delivery!" A voice says from behind me and I can't help but blush.
I smile and he holds out his hand. I shoot him a confused look but he stays firm and confident so I take his hand.
He pulls me to my feet and then stares at the skirt. I don't think he's admiring it.
"Didn't pick you out for that type." He says.
I look at him and flatten the skirt down again.
"My- my mum made me wear this... It was a dinner wit-" I fire at him.
"Hey! I was only joking with you, it looks cute..." He smirks, "Nice touch with the converse really like that."
I can't help but smile at his comment.
In his other hand, he still grips onto the pizza box.
I eye it for a few seconds and then look at Isaac, who clearly can see what I'm doing.
Instead of handing me it, he turns his back and begins to walk into the skate park. I keep my eyes on him as he walks to the slopes and climbs up one before he sits down at the top. He then pats the spot next to him and I begin to trail in the same direction.
As soon as I reach the bottom of the slope, I stop.
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South Coast ((Isaac Waddington Fanfic))
Fanfiction"The reason that you dance and sing is to make the audience feel like they're dancing and singing. As long as you're having fun with it and giving it 100 percent, they're gonna feel that." -Heath Ledger
