Because Of Her.

59 | Say yes!

I close my apartment door with a loud thud, shaking the picture on wall a bit. I try to keep my cool but it's hard when words are just hitting my head. And it's not just of Liam but what my friends are saying too. All the subtle points on my weight and the glances—I know I've gained pounds but I don't need to be reminded of it when I myself having hard time accepting myself— the way I become.

I tilt the picture frame to right, bringing it back to center before walking into the empty living room. It's 7:30 in the evening and Amy will be here soon—so I decide to work on myself a bit till I've alone time.

I quickly go into my room and change into sweats and simple top before laying a mat on my floor. Doing workout is not easy since I don't like exercising when somebody is watching. In morning Amy and I always remain in rush to get ready for college and even if I make time for exercise I don't like working when she can walk in anytime. It's not her, it's just that I hate working out when there's someone around —aka the reason I don't like going to gym. Our college has free pass for us to go there but all the students packing it day and night doesn't suit me. Having my place at this time is right because I get to be alone. Since I'm not doing any job and Amy working till eight, I've thirty minutes for myself which is perfect.

I found a video on YouTube a while ago and play it, to work accordingly. Fifteen minutes into it I feel pressure building up at the back of my head like someone is hammering a nail there. I push myself five minutes more until I lay flat on ground clutching my head due to intense throbbing.

I keep myself on mat before rolling on the floor to feel the coolness on my head. It relieves me a bit and the sweating I'd due to exercise rises a chill down my spine. I feel a bit nauseous. I think it's going to be like this for a few days till I get the hang of it. Working out is hard.

With the help of bed I straighten myself up and feel a wave of lightheadedness hit me. I lay down on mattress and it's the talkative hush outside that wakes me up. I gather up courage before quickly rolling up the mat and putting it at it's place before going out.

"What's going on?" I ask when I see all my girls huddle up in living room.

"Hi you there, we've booked tickets to Florida." Selena responds taking me by surprise.

"What? When?"

"Today during lunch, after you left for class." Amy chirps.

"Why didn't you tell me? Or ask me."

"What's there to tell or ask? We're going to Florida, that was given and we haven't booked the tickets. What if we didn't find one at the last moment so we did that important job."

"When we have to leave?"

"Next week on Thursday. We all have to skip Friday class though."

"Oh god, Amy! You should've asked me." I moan in distress as I sit down on couch.

"What's wrong?" She asks, everyone eyes looking at me.

"I've so many things that need to be done next week. I've my art test that is on Thursday and top of that the chemistry project, presentation of it is due next week. Why didn't you talk to me?" I groan.

And also Dylan's charity ball is next week.

"What? I thought we all are free with college around wedding date." Julia speaks.

"You guys are. I'm not."

"But you were!" Amy accuses. "We're making plans and not once you told me about this."

"That's because we discussed we're leaving on Friday night so nothing could clash!"

"Stop, shouting you guys." Julia prods. "Talk it like adults. Discuss the matter."