Chapter Two: Best Friend

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Two.

I was in a deep sleep dreaming about something, can't remember now. You know when you wake up and you kinda remember the dream, but when you go to remember it again or tell people later, you forget? Yeah.

A bright light shines onto my face and I start to wake up more.

I open my eyes and the light shines even brighter so I quickly shut them,
I open them once again and I blink rapidly so my eyes would get used to the morning light.

I look at the clock and it said 7:30am, I never wake up this early, I close my eyes again to try and get back into my peaceful deep sleep.

I kept tossing and turning, I changed sides of my pillow,

I streched out on my bed kinda shaped like a star fish, I did everything to try and get comfortable enough to sleep but I just couldnt.

So I open my eyes with a sigh and I looked at the clock to it now saying 7:58am.

I get up out of my warm bed and walk out to the kitchen were I found my mum cooking my most favourtie breakfast.. PANCAKES MOTHER FUCKERS!

"Morning sweetie, your never up this early" mum says as she puts two pancakes on a plate.

"Ugh yeah I couldnt sleep" I reply with droopy eyes.

She then quickly changed the subject.. "You came home upset last night, was it Kevin you saw?"

"Yes it was... he wanted me to meet him at the park" I say trying not to tear up.

"And? What happened?" mum says looking worried.

"He broke up with me" I reply sadly as I put my head down to stop mum from seeing me ball my eyes out.

"Oh darling im so sorry... did he tell you why?" mum says as she puts her hand on my shoulder for comfort.

"He said he thinks its time to move on"

"Well maybe it is, you guys had your fun for a while so maybe moving on is best for both of you, im sure you will find someone just as good as he was" mum replys.

I put my head up, "I dont think I will mum, no one will ever be as close to perfection as he was, he was my forever and now hes my nothing!" I feel a tear stream down my face again.

"I know he was, im sorry sweetie.. maybe pancakes will cheer you up" she places a plate of two pancakes in front of me and I nod as I reply "Thanks"

*HALF AN HOUR LATER*

After I had finished my breakfast I walked off lazily and sadly to my room, I dump myself on my bed and I go into a daze just thinking about Kevin.

'god I miss him'

'NO HES NOT MINE ANYMORE'

'what am I going to do'

'should I call him'

'should I go see him'

'no I cant'

should I ask him back'

'OH JUST SHUT UP YOU STUPID MIND!'

I feel my body grow weak and I can feel the pain inside me, a tears starts to form in my eye, I try to hold it back but it just pours out my eye. I lye down and I bury my face into the pillow and I cry.

*

I hear a knock at the door, I jump up in shock, my mum hardly knocks on the door so who else could it be? Could it be kevin? could be santa? lol no but anyway I wipe my eyes as I yell out "come in"

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