James pov
Yeah, it does really look like I do have a perfect life to everyone else, but not to me. My dad died when I was 6 of cancer, so I never had a father figure. I'm the only boy in my house. My mom favourites my 3 sisters more than me, I'm the middle child. Before I moved to where I am now, I was bullied. I was the nerd of the school. I had no friends, never fitted in and I was played.
"What's so bad about your life?" Riley asks me in more of a serious tone.
"Meet me in the back parking lot after school, and I'll show you" I get up and head to class.
Riley pov
Shit. What's he going to do to me? Kill me? He better not. We only have 2 periods until the end of the day, and both of them are with James. Once they are over I race to get my stuff and I wait in the parking lot, and automatically after I see him pull up to me and tell me to get into this old looking black truck.
"Where are we going?"
"Somewhere that's hell" James replies.
Fuck. He's gonna kill me! I automatically feel a whole cluster of butterflies sworm in my stomach.
The car ride there is silent. Until he pulls into the street I live on. Is he bringing me home? Because I don't really think my house is hell. Until, he pulls into the old house 5 houses away from mine.
"Where are we?"
"My house" James says then sighs.
I'm left in shock. When I first moved here and took a long walk down the street, I noticed that house. And I started feeling bad for the people who live in that. There's burn marks on one of the sides of the house, and the paint is chipping, and on the deck leading to the door, there's a bit of wood mold. James and I step around all the mold and walk up the very creeky stairs to his room. It's pretty plain. He has 1 foot ball poster, 1 trophy, and a picture of him and I'm guessing his dad. His bed doesn't have a foot or head boards... Just on the floor like mine.
"Wow. So this is your dad?" I point to the picture.
"Was.." He says and I can tell he's almost crying.
"Oh, I'm so sorry"
I feel so horrible after James tells me his life story. Is almost like mine, except I still don't fit in. But I tell him that too. It's silent for a while until I look at James, he's leaning in. He crashes his lips onto mine but I don't pull away. We have a long passionate kiss before pulling away smiling. Then my dad calls wanting me home, so I go.
He's an amazing kisser. I think to myself
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My living nightmare
FanfictionRiley Harper wasn't like all the other girls at honey crest high. She had no mom, her sister, emily moved to the U.S, she has a job to pay for her clothes and anything else she wanted that wasn't food. She just hoped that she would fit in perfectly...
