I wake up in my bed, a pounding in my head. I look to my right to see Austin laying next to me, well, staring at me.
"How long was I out?" I asked.
"About 3 hours, and also your dad called. He said that this week you should take off school."
I groaned,"No, I meds to keep my grades up and-" "No, you need some time" he cut me off.
I sighed and closed my eyes, I still can't believe she's gone. The last memory I had of her was when she dragged me into the party from hell. She was the only friend I had, the only one I could trust. I feel so alone and...well alone. I didn't realize I was crying until I felt Austin's fingertips wipe away my tears. In an instant those tears of sadness turned into tears of anger. I got up from my bed at lightning speed, and ran immediately to my "Friendship wall" filled with pictures of her and I. I start ripping the pictures of us off my wall. I then run to my desk and start throwing things off of it. Austin ran over to me and grabbed my wrists.
"Stop!", he yelled
"DONT YOU GET IT? SHE'S GONE AND SHE'S NEVER COMING BACK!", I screamed. I broke down and fell to my knees, Austin falling to the ground with me. He held me tight as I cried in his chest.
"I'm so sorry", he whispered. He held me for what felt like forever, until I finally had the strength to get up.
"You don't have to stay here, and baby me. I'll be fine on my own."
He gave me a look mixed with sadness and sympathy,"I'm not going anywhere, whether you like it or not."
"You're an asshole." I said, immediately wanting to take it back.
He gave me a sad look and nodded. Well now I feel more like shit them I did before. After sitting in my room in silence for what felt like forever, we decided to go downstairs and watch a movie. We were in the middle of Pitch Perfect, when I realized something.
I've fallen in love with this guy.
Wow.
I turned and looked at him, his hair messy and his blue eyes fixed on the TV.
"Austin?", I asked.
He turned to me, in an instant I pressed my lips to his. He made a noise and pushed me away, he must have seen the hurt on my face because he gave me an explanation quickly.
"Listen, I like you. I'll kiss you when you're mad or happy., but I won't kiss you when you're sad. You're broken, and I won't take advantage of you like that. I respect you too much to do that."
I nodded, I understood where he was coming from. The thing that hurt was that he said Like.
what if he doesn't feel the same way I feel about him? I shook my head thinking that I was acting crazy, I mean, we're not even dating.
I sigh, why does life have to be so complicated?
