Neveah
Welp, I've just died. Maybe it's a good thing or maybe not. I should've just stayed home but instead my fucking dumbass decided to go out with everyone and run my mouth, your probably wondering what in the fuckity fuck i did to get here but I'd rather not dwell on the fool I've made of myself. I blame the tequila and the many other drinks and shots I have forced myself to down tonight, so not completely my fault.
Fine, I'll spill the goss. Tonight I picked up the girls, drove to the club and got absolutely wasted. After I'd say, about my 7th shot, a random group of girls were commenting on how hot Aaron looked tonight so my drunk ass stumbled over to them and said "well yeah but he's taken" they responded with a scowl "by who? I don't see a girlfriend anywhere, "That girlfriend is me so back off bitches" a deep chuckle came from behind me "oh, yeah. Neveah here is my beautiful little girlfriend" and there my friends are where I died, my gravestone will read "Death by Aaron Harper"
Those snotty girls, it wasn't helping that they were also very pretty "That's your girlfriend?" the girl pointed at me with this long ass acrylic nail with a nasty scowl set in stone "Yes she is" he replied with a smirk. He grabbed my waist and walked away from the girls whispering in my ear "thank you, for getting them off my back" sly sly fox. Valerie is sober and she is driving, the rest of the seats got filled and now I'm next to him..
Just my luck
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I just got home after my horrendous but amazing drunk encounter with Aaron, to be honest I'm still tipsy and I love it ,although I'm so going to regret it in the morning but I don't have any fucks left to give. Stumbling up the stairs, almost falling on my face actually surprised me that I didn't fall over. Walking into my bathroom, turning the faucet on full heat just the way I like it. Stripping of my club attire I step into the shower and let the water travel down my shoulders then my back and finally to my legs. I reach for my soap but my vision is blurry so I take that as a sign to go to bed.
The next morning I have school again with my pounding head, it feels like a million bricks being pushed into my head. I took a shower to wash the remaining alcohol off my body, I picked out sweat pants with an oversized tee and finally paired them with my Nike blazers. My schedule consists of my Photography GSC and Art GSC which is going to kill me. It's currently 5am so I can't get a coffee for everyone so I'm making them today. GSC starts at 6 today and finishes at 6pm to get everything done within one day. I'm going to be an emotional wreck today, so not going to be nice for everyone around me. Art is 8 hours and photography 2 - 3 hours depending.
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I actually want to die. 4 hours in, I've fought off the tears countless times, this is my nightmare, I don't want to be here anymore. Val has finished her base and is taking a food break outside, I'm onto details, they are so stressful and it's important they are perfect. For Art we are all in different rooms which makes it even harder.
Val is drawing a lion which looks extremely realistic, I'm painting a mountain scene. Sage is in her photography GSC right now and Zara is also doing her Photography. We've been at this since 6 and it's already 10 and I can't wait to go home. "Neveah It's time for your 20 minute break" Miss Cattlemen speaks from the open crack in the door, thank god. In my 20 minutes I plan on eating, crying and going for a walk. I can do this yeah. For food I didn't pack much so the canteen it is.
"Hi can I please get a small chocolate milk and a watermelon cup" I ask "that'll be $9.50" fuck almost 10 dollars. I tap my card, then collect my food from the little window ledge. I'm now walking around while eating my food, my school is pretty big but not obnoxiously big. I'm so grateful that we don't have uniforms. I finish my food and throw out the rubbish then walk to the bathroom to fix whatever is going on with my hair and anything else. I put my hair into a messy bun as the silent tears roll down my paint stained cheeks. Don't get me wrong I love art but It gets so stressful. Walking back to the classrooms I spot Aaron out of the corner of my eye, but what catches my eye is that he's alone.
I keep walking but he notices me, he looks at my face with a worried expression. Oh shit I'm still crying. Aaron quickly walks more like runs over to me, "What's wrong, darling?" The whisper of his voice gives me shivers, I don't say anything except look up at him with a pained expression. His facial features soften as his arms open then close tightly around me. The tears come down faster now as I start to sob, all the built up pressure and anxiety makes me sob even harder. Aaron doesn't cringe or pull away, instead he strokes my hair as my emotions unravel.
My sobs become quieter and slower, I feel so safe in his arms Like home. "Shhhh, It's okay darling. Let it all out" he coo's still stroking my hair. Pulling my head out of his chest I see the wet marks on his shirt, shit. My face tilts to see him, the eyes I get lost in cast downwards towards my stained cheeks. His hand lifts from my waist to my cheeks and wipes the remaining tears rolling down. "Neveah, your 20 minutes is up" Miss shouts from the other side of the hall. Motherfucker. Aaron chuckles as he gives me one last squeeze before moving away and walking away.
I walk away still processing what just happened, Miss Mutters under her breath once I'm In the door, "Teenagers in love" and scoffs at the end. No, we are not in love, we're just friends, Right ?
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HEYYYY, 3rd chapter and all that. i've been having writers block atm but whatever. so my plans are to have flash backs to when they had a 'flirty friendship' in 9th grade and all that jazz, also how do you feel about a chapter at the end of the book with all the oufits from each chapter ?EEEEEEE they had a moment, i' m so excited, this chapter was more of a filler so sorry if it's not to good I haven't edited n stufff but BYEEEEEEE
- juneyxxxx
