13.
I finish typing up a blog post before added pictures that I had previously taken. I really do enjoy writing the blog and to be honest, it seems to be the only thing that can take my mind off of everything. I don't know why I was still so hung up on him. We weren't even together, officially. I thought he was different. He acted so different to anyone else I have been with before, it was, it was refreshing.
I have to accept the fact that he probably doesn't give two shits about me but for some stupid reason, I can't seem to. I feel stupid more than anything. This whole "cheetah operation" thing that Amy insisted on creating hasn't made me feel better at all. A little part of me thought it might cheer me up, but obviously I was terribly wrong.
Speaking of the devil, my thoughts are interrupted by Amy calling me. I press the green button displayed on the screen and bring the phone towards my ear.
"Hello?" I say, cheerfully.
"Hey, how you doing?" She says, still sounding concerned about me.
I don't know why she is so worried about me. Nothing really much happened, I guess I just get upset easily.
"I'm fine, I'd wish you'd stop asking me." I say, sighing quietly.
"Is a girl not allowed to be worried about her bestfriend? Anyway, I was wondering whether you wanted to come to a gig with me this weekend." She says, sounding hopeful.
"Oh, I don't know Aim, I haven't really got the money to be coming up to London and I-" I say, before she cuts me off.
"Who said anything about the gig being in London? It's in Cardiff." She confirms.
"What gig is it?"
"Uh, it's the boys." She says, knowing that I'm going to say no.
"Aim-" I try telling her but she cuts me off again.
"Just come ok. I've invited Fran and Alice to come with us, it'll be fun! I know that Brad's a prick, but just come and support the boys please? They're doing a few small gigs before they release the album." She says, almost begging me to come.
"I don't know." I mumble into the phone.
"Please, you'll regret it if you don't! I know you will." She says.
"Fine." I say quietly.
"Yay, right the boys are staying in a hotel in Cardiff so I just went ahead and booked a room for you, Fran and Ali because I'll probably end up in with Con."
"Aim, I only live about 20 minutes away, why did you do that?" I say, feeling confused.
"Because, we can go out for drinks after and it's just easier okay?" She says, trying to convince me further.
"Right okay." I say, sighing into the phone.
Brad's P.O.V
A vibration from my phone interrupts the conversation between me and Lauren. It was Connor.
From : Con
I see you...
I smirk and look around the restaurant. I spot him and Amy sitting over in a corner, ordering their food. He catches my eye and sends me a smirk back.
I didn't know what I was doing with Lauren still. That sounds bad and I don't mean it in a bad way, it's just. I don't want to hurt her like I did to Grace, but I can't seem to get that fucking girl off my mind. Numerous times I've picked up my phone, telling myself to just ring her and apologise for everything and explain why I did it. I just can't seem to. Which obviously makes me look like a bigger prick than I actually am.
"What are you looking at?" Lauren says, giggling at me.
"Oh, Connor just sat over their with his girlfriend." I say, pointing my finger in their direction.
Grace's P.O.V
"Oh my god, guess who's in the restaurant where in." She says.
"Oh I don't know..." I say sarcastically, knowing it's Brad already.
"Brad and Lauren."
It still hurts to hear them together. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why aren't I over him yet?
"There's hand touching, I repeat there is hand touching!" She says, trying not to get herself heard.
"Aim." I say, laughing at her.
I know she's trying to make me feel better but it doesn't help. Of course, I won't tell her that. All that matters is that she thinks that I'm happy.
"He's brushing her off oh my god!" She says again.
I stop for a moment, why would he be brushing her off?
"I wonder if he's cheating on her as well." She says, sniggering into the phone.
"He didn't technically cheat on me A-" I say, trying to explain before she interrupts me.
"I know, I know, because you two weren't actually together blah blah blah but you might as well as be and so therefore, he kinda did ok." She says, trying to shut me up.
After finishing my conversation with Amy, I open up my laptop and start searching for apartments available to rent in Cardiff. I've felt awful ever since I moved back, I feel like I've just been in my parents way.
After searching for an hour or two, I finally find a spacious apartment which is in nice area available to rent. I quickly write down the phone number and call it straight away. It rings a few times before a women answers.
"Hello?"
"Hello, I was calling about the apartment you have up for rent in Cardiff."
"Oh hello yes, you're the first person who has actually called about it. I would have to ask you a few questions just before arranging a meeting for you to come and see the place if you don't mind?" She says, very politely.
"Yes, that's fine." I say, making myself sound more formal than I normally would.
"Do you have any pets because unfortunately I can't allow a resident to bring an animal with them and also how many people would be permanently living there?"
"I don't have any pets and it will just be myself."
"Right okay, that's absolutely fine. What day and time would be good for you during this week?"
"Would it be possible to meet on Saturday around 10?"
"Yes that's absolutely fine. You have the address already from the website I assume?" She asks.
"Yes, I do. I'll see on Saturday at 10am."
"See you then, thank you. Bye." She says, before hanging up.
I smile and let out a sigh. Thank god that's all sorted and I can get my own space again. It's not that I don't love my parents, it's just I'm too old to be living there anymore and I always feel like I'm in their way.
