As I was throwing up I heard a knock on the bathroom door. I felt someone's hands grab my hair to help me out. I thought who it could be and maybe it could be calum.
When I was done heaving I stood up and felt dizzy. I looked straight ahead and saw a new face. "Zayn?" I knew who he was. Ugh. He was a guy that rejected me in the fourth grade becuase I didn't have blonde long hair like perrie Edwards. Fuckin bitch. (I luv her don't hate)
"Are you okay?" Lmao when did he ever start to care? "Yeah I just need to go home." And truth is I did. I felt horrible and wanted to collapse in my bed at home.
"Well I can take you home." I scoffed. This nigga? "Why do you care?" He sat down on the bench in the bathroom (don't ask why we just did) "I don't know I just wanted to do something nice?" I laughed at his new state of mind. But I really did need to get home so... "well I feel like I should go home , so can you take me home?" He nodded and left holding my backpack to the parking lot.
~
When I got home I ran to my room and passed out. I don't knowhow I even made it home without falling asleep in zayns car. And the car ride wasn't weird or as weird as I thought it would be. And me and zayn have been neighbors for along time and we used to be bestfriends in the third grade but in seventh grade he joined a group of friends that said to ditch me becuase I was chubby and ugly. I didn't let it bother me though. It never mattered that much to me. So we floated away and drifted out own ways so it was strange for him to care for me today.
I woke up late at night. It was about eleven and I felt like I needed a shower after this eventful day.
I got into the shower stripped my clothes and turned on the water. I noticed my stomach was a little bloaded and I just sat down in the shower hoping that my life would get better. I always realized the little things in life rather than the big ones but today's little things made me think, bigger things.
I got into my bed and closed my eyes hoping for a better day tomarrow.
I woke up and heard my parents fighting over cereal. Typical. So I got dressed and headed out the door knowing that this would definantly not be a good day.
I got to school twenty minutes early so I decided to just play on my phone by the cafeteria. Then I saw calum and zayn whispering to each other by a corner. I quickly and swiftly tiptoed over to a spot so they couldn't see me but I could hear them.
"Dude you can't lead her on." Zayn said. "I'm not I just can't be seen around school with her under my arm." Ouch that stung. Then the other boys from their group approached them so that convo was o.v.e.r.
I didn't know how to feel. Basically calum was saying I was an embarrassment but he still liked me. Ugh why are boys so complicated.
I felt nauseous again so I rushed to the bathroom.again.
I thought I wasn't sick? It was still early so no one was here but I still didn't understand.
After throwing up my brains I sat against the stall door and looked at my phone.
My phone buzzed and I checked on the icon. It read: period day starts today!
I exited out of it to check If I was on my period. Nope. Well maybe since it early maybe it will start later. So I prepared and headed for the famous locker of mine. But then It all clicked to me.
"SHIT!"
-
Hey guys sorry I left y'all hanging on this one it just seemed right. I mean it's all starting to click to me soo... yaaa
Anyway I'll update asap but like I don't get internet till Monday so I'm fucked. But like I have a hella weird story for ya
So today I go out of my apartment to put the bag of trash out to the dumpster and there's a dude mowing the lawn and watching me put it away but then he hollers at me a couple times. "Ayy yo wassup?" Times like 3. And I ignore him maybe hoping he thinks I can't hear him over the noise. But then he stops the mower and keeps hollering. "Hey yo girl how you doing?"
So I literally just stop and stare and he smiles and I'm thinking:I'm like 13 stop.
And I was wearing like those fashionable tight but baggy sweat pants and a black crop top so I dunno. It was just weird to me.
Xx emmy xX
YOU ARE READING
annoucments
Teen Fiction"I don't wear a shirt to bed . but I don't want you to think I'm a slut or something ." "Chloe, I don't wear a shirt to bed, does that make me a slut?