In a world where nothing is certain, one thing we can be sure of is that everyone you meet leaves a mark on you. A small dent in your - once perfect - now moulded heart. Slowly, we are shaped as easily as clay into the people we are meant to be.
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-Liana-
Rule number 1- never make bets because you never know if you'll end up losing. Bailey learnt that the hard way as he's now ended up having to wear a Man U shirt all morning. Whilst that may not seem like a big deal, for Bailey that may aswell be the end of the world.
Honestly, I don't blame him. Bailey and I are the same in the sense that we're both devoted Arsenal fans. Though, I suppose it could be worse. It could've been Tottenham. I'm sure he's thanking God that it's not.
Tee and Lily walk outside, a camera in the latter's hands. It's her last day - a fact which she's yet to inform Carmen of and has only told me - and she wants to document as much as possible before she goes.
Noticing the camera which Lily is pointing at everyone, Bailey becomes defensive. He's clearly overly aware of the shirt that he's wearing. "Point that camera at me and you're dead"
She jokingly points the camera at him, not intending to take a picture. That alone is enough to anger Bailey. As soon as she notices his expression, she points the camera the other way.
"Can I see what you've taken so far?" I ask, moving away from the very heated game of football. I begin to click through the photos, laughing when I catch one of Bailey, which she sneakily took.
I glance up at him, noticing the relaxed, content look on his face. It's rare to see him in such a state of ease. The only time he really laughs is when I tell a joke being that I'm the only one in this house that he even likes. Just from looking at him, it's clear to see that nothing makes him happier than football does. His passion is almost endearing.
I can't help myself from snapping a picture. I'm well aware that he'll probably murder me when he realises but it's so rare to see him like this, that it's almost worth it.
To my surprise, when he hears the click and looks my way, his face doesn't transform into one of anger. Rather, he slowly adopts a smile, shaking his head in disbelief.
Butterflies erupt in my stomach.
I hand the camera back to Lily as Jody runs up to tackle him. It's obvious that she won't win, but for some reason, that doesn't stop her from wanting her picture taken. "Take one of me. Me versus Bailey!"
"Don't you dare!" He yells, any traces of a calm, happy Bailey now nowhere to be seen.
Lily ignores his protests, snapping multiple of him. His actions clearly driven by his anger, he kicks the ball at the camera in her hands. His aim is so perfect that he effectively knocks it out her hand. Unfortunately for her, it falls into a bucket of water.
