Chapter 26
It's been a week since Harry left me in Greece. I got home and my mum didn't say a word to me. My dad tired to talk to me about it but I ignored him. Meredith told him all about it, I think. My family stayed away from me most of the time. I didn't know what to do with my life. I had no boyfriend, no ambitions, and to be the cherry on top, I lost my job. Alli's parents needed someone permanent and fired me. I mean, they let me down easy and explained it. I understood. Alli was busy with her new boyfriend, Chase. He was really nice and caring. He was good for Alli except she was with him more than me.
I spent most of my time at home. Doing nothing. My mum kept pushing me to go to college. Truth is, I was terrified to go. I didn't know what to go for, or what I'd be like. I went to the library yesterday and brought home many books. My first was The Hunger Games and I read that series in a day. I was onto The Fault in Our Stars by John Green today. It made me think. I truly adored the story. Green's style of writing. His way of telling a story. I decided I wanted to do that. I wanted to tell my story. Or just a story. I always enjoyed telling stories. And writing.
I thought about it a lot and decided that's what I wanted to do. I told the idea to my mum and she was happy that I found something I wanted to do and that I'd be out of the house.
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I enrolled in the local university, just down the road from my house actually. I started classes and somehow really liked them. Especially a boy who sat next to me. Our conversation went like:
"Hello, I'm Casey. You're?" he asked sitting down. He had gorgeous blue, piercing orbs. He had a pale blue button up shirt and black jeans. His hair was short and almost black.
"Lucy," I replied smiling a bit. He made me nervous. I said I was done with boys but he was making this way too hard.
"You like writing eh?"
"Obviously since I'm in this class..." I said laughing. He laughed and the professor came in causing our conversation to end. He was cute. Goofy. I liked him. But he reminded me of Harry. The way he held his pen and taped it on the desk. He had the same look in his eyes as Harry did when he was determined to do something. That scared me. So obviously I pushed him away.
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"Hey, Lucy. Do you uh, wanna go get some coffee?" Casey asked me after class one day. I'd been going to university for a couple months now and this is the first time Casey had made a move. But all I could see in him was Harry. But Harry and I hadn't talked in months. Liam and the rest of the boys were on tour in the States so I didn't see any of them around which was easier.
"I suppose, I mean yeah," I said back. Casey's face lite up. He motioned for me to follow him so I did. We walked out of class and towards the coffee shop a few blocks away.
"So, tell me about yourself," Casey asked looking down on me. I grinned and hesitated.
"What do you want to know?"
"Well maybe this is too soon but uh, weren't you dating Harry Styles?" I stopped dead in my tracks and looked at him, hurt.
"So you're just talking to me because I dated someone famous?" He turned around and stared at me confused.
"No, no no not at all. I was just wondering, I mean I think you're gorgeous," he studered out. I looked at him and his face got red. "I didn't mean to say that I just.."
"You think I'm gorgeous?" He nodded. I smiled and looked down. "Thanks," I said. I continued walking by his side. "Yeah, Harry and I dated for a couple months I guess. Didn't work out really..."
"Heard he was a player," Casey said silently.
"Wasn't his fault we broke up though, it was mine. I never really realized it was my fault. I just blamed him for all the wrong done..." I said. "I don't know why I'm telling you this."
"No, it's nice. You're honest." Honest. Something I never was with Liam or Harry. I never told Liam how I felt about him and never told Harry I still had feelings for Liam. I didn't know what honestity was.
Casey pulled my chair out for me when we sat down at the the coffee shop. I thanked him. Guys that pull a chair out for you always deserve a chance. We made small talk and I started to like him more. He was very funny and sweet. Always saying nice things about everyone else. Never putting anyone down. He walked me back to my house also, even though it caused him missing a class.
"Today was nice," he said shyly. I nodded and turned around to walk towards my front door when he grabbed my hand. I turned to face him and he pecked my lips ever so softly. I stared at him and he walked away fast. I smiled. It was nice. The kiss was very nice. I watched him walk away.. He never looked back.
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The next morning I got up for class feeling really good. My mum noticed my attitude change.
"Why are you so happy?" She asked. "Is it because that boy who walked you home? I saw him, he looks nice."
"MUM" I said laughing. She smiled and I noticed Casey was the reason for attitude change.
Casey sat next to m again in class and he looked shy and nervous. He came late, just as the professor walked in. He had a note that he slipped me. I read it.
Lucy,
I'm sorry for doing that last night.. I usually don't on the first date. Well was it a date? I don't know... But I would like to take you on a date. Anywhere. Just name it.
Casey.
I smiled. He was sweet. I wrote yes and handed it back along with my phone number written on the back. I saw him smile when he read it and he looked at me. I didn't look at him but smiled looking at our professor, following his notes on the board.
I continuing sitting after class and so did Casey. We didn't say a word to each other, just sat. Our professor, Mr. Quinn looked confused.
"Stay as long as you like, I suppose," he said walking out the door. Casey turned to me first and started to speak.
"Where do you wanna go?" he asked. I thought.
"Wherever. I don't mind. I'm free Saturday, just call me," I said not making eye contact. I got up slowly, straightening my skirt.
"Bye," I said as I walked towards the door. Casey got up fast and walked after me.
"I'll call you Saturday," he said. I turned back and smiled.
"Yes," I said as I walked out the door. I grinned the whole way home, I felt like I was on cloud 9.
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FanfictionYou can call me crazy and you can call me obsessed. But I've loved Liam Payne since we were children, next door neighbors. I'm not sure how an 8 year old knows they're in love but I did. And now Liam's 19 and famous. He's a superstar and I'm a nobod...