If we ever meet again

Chapter 4: Bunk with me tomorrow?

' No ' Sean grunted. I blush Peters still staring at me.  I stare at him then look down at my pot noodle stirring it around with the fork. ' This is Peter he moved in next door ' Sean told me. ' Peter this is Imogen my little sis ' he continued. I stare at Peter ' Hey ' I say ' Hi again ' he grins. ' Again ' my brother says ' Yeh, we met at the library ' he says smiling. I smile then ask stupidly ' Can I watch use play? ' ' No!! ' My brother shouts and throws a pillow at me, I squeal and put down my pot noodle. ' Oh its on ' I shout and pick up the pillow. I chuck it. 

And I miss sadly.

' PILLOW FIGHT ' Matthew screams. ' Ahh! ' we all scream running franticly around the living room. I hit Peter and he says hes not going to hit me back infact he said he wanted to be in a team with me. Awww sweet. This is fun until Sean throws a pillow at me, luckly I duck but then unluckly my pot noodle gets it. It spills and my I shout alot of french words ' You stupid fucking bitch you knocked over the last fucking pot noodle you bastard ' I shout. All the boys stop and stare at me. Seans mouth practacly hits the floor. I burst out laughing. ' Im joking ' I smirk. I walk out the room and they are all still staring at me. ' Im away to go to the shops to get another one ' I shout and slam the door. I rustle around in my pocket and find enough money for one. $1.80 cents just enough I smile. I run home with the pot noodle rattling in my pocket. 

When I arrive home I go stick the kettle on and ask Sean and the boys if they want anything. I dont get an answer so I go threw and its just Peter sitting on the x-box 360. ' Hey were are they? ' I ask. ' They went to get a takeaway and I said I didnt want any ' he smiles at me. I sit on the long couch but on the other side. Staring at the tv screen I hear a bing! I walk threw to the kitchen and quickly pour some boiled water into the pot. I grab a fork only for the second time today and sit on the couch. 

' Want any I ask? ' Peter pauses the game and smiles. ' Nah ' he said. ' O.K more for me then ' I reply cheekily

 When Shaun and Matthew arrive back from Hungry Jacks I go up stairs into my room and lay on my bed only to stare at the roof.

Someone knocks and comes in. I secretly smile to myself. Its Peter ' Hey, wasn't sure if this was your room ' he says whilst he leans on the wall ' Yeh it is ' I smile back at him.

I love you

He walks over and asks me for my phone. I hand him over my Iphone and he goes on the the contacts and writes something then adds a number. I dont know what it says but I decided not to check. I would check when he leaves. ' Bunk with me tomorrow? ' he asks with his eyes lighting up. ' What? ' I say. ' Bunk with me so you know I can get to know you better '

What if we get in trouble I ask myself. I was gonna ask him but I decided to stop being a baby. ' Yeh Okay ' I smile.

I love you

I knew if Sean found out he'd kill me. As soon as Peter leaves my room I pick up my phone and scroll down my contacts only to find a new contact named ' Peter Smith <3' Awwww I smile and decided to text him later. I lay back down and decide to read a new book called Prom. I had picked it up a couple of days ago but hadn't had a chance to read it. I feel my eyes starting to flutter down so I quickly pull a big t-shirt on, one of Seans, and lay back in bed. Uuggh. Now I cant get back to sleep. 

-10 minutes later- 

Still cant sleep so I whip out my phone and decide to text the guy. ' Hey, its imogen x ' I text uncertain if I should give him an 'x' or not. I blink in the darkness when my phone loudly buzzes.

Hes texted me back!

I love you 

I open the text and mutter what it says under my breath. ' Hey :)xx ' Awh! He gave me 2 kisses. ' Still coming with me tomorrow babe?xx ' I groan at this part because a) I dont want to skip school and b) I dont like it when guys call you babe its so disgusting. ' Yeh xx' I texted back casually. ' Away to bed xx ' I texted. ' :)night Imogen xx  ' I smile at his response then turn my phone off. 

Tuesday morning - shit. I check my phone only to find that Peter's texted me. Stay in your house I will come round at 10. Holy shit on bread. What was I suppost to tell my parents. I found an idea. 

I walk in to my parents room when my mum's laying on the bed coughing and coughing. Shit she stole my idea. ' Mum are you okay ? ' I ask in a small voice. My mum turns her head and struggles to open her eyes at me. ' Yeh im fine baby girl ' she croaks. I look at the tissue in her hand, its covered in blood. oh. my. god.

-text to Peter- hey cant bunk today got to look after my mum xx

-text back- Okay

He sounded pissed off I didnt know what to do. My dad had already left for work and Sean was probably ditching school.

I sat in my room and continue reading Prom when I hear a coughing sound. I dump my book and sprint to my mums room where shes sitting on the floor being sick. Bloods coming out too. Holy shit on bread.

I grab my cell phone and dial 999. My mum is crying with pain when I get threw. ' Hello Hello, ABULANCE  NOW ' I scream down the phone ' 36 Umber Lane ' I gabble down the phone. ' Did you say dumblane? ' the paramedic says. ' NO 36 UMBER SPACE LANE ' I scream ' HURRY SHES COUGHING BLOOD ' When the guy on the phone says its on its way. I hang up and drop my phone only to rush to my mum.... Holy shit on bread.