A/N- hey this is a bit of a filler chapter, well the first half so bare with me :)
I burst through the front door and sprint up the staircase like my life depends on it and for all I know, it does. Once I reach my room and slam the door behind me I breathe a quick sigh of relief. Phew, phase 1 complete. I whip off Ty’s shirt quickly. Oh my god, his Mum must have thought I was a complete sluzz! I grab whatever clothes I find on the ground and chuck them on, grabbing a brush and trying to get it through my hair. I hide the clothes I borrowed from Laura in my drawers, completing phase 2 just in time for Dad to open my door. I freeze and turn around to greet him with an innocent smile. He’s never really been one for knocking.
“Hey Dad!” I say a bit loudly through a forced smile, trying to look as natural as possible.
“Where were you last night? I thought we were going to watch James Bond together?” he pouts like a little boy. My Dad and I have always been close but he is really quite demanding of my company. “Sorry. I completely forgot. I stayed the night at Beth’s place.”
“But Sam said you had a school thing?”
“Yeah, and Beth said I could crash at hers afterwards because it ran a bit late.” I continue to cover up with lie after lie. Thankfully he believes me and eventually leaves to go for work. I saunter down the stairs realising I hadn’t eaten, having refused breakfast at Ty’s. Interrogating the fridge, I find a crisp, red apple that reminds me of Snow White. I leave the kitchen taking a bite out of my apple and fall on to the couch next to Sammy. “What are we watching?” I say, mouth full.
“Friends.”
“Oh, coolies.” We sit in silence for a while watching the antics on screen. Occasionally we laugh at Joey’s comments but other than that, no noises are made.
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Youth is like diamonds in the sun
And diamonds are forever
My favourite lyrics from One Directions cover of Forever Young erupts loudly from my phone. I groan loudly at the rude interruption to my Saturday night study session. Yes, I know, I have no life. Stretching out across my bed I curl my fingers around my phone and unlock it to reveal a text from Beth.
What the actual FUCK Fred! You.Me.Coffee.Explaining time.
What is she on about now? There is always something to have coffee over with her. Whether it’s the latest break up news, a fight with Danny or homework issues, she will do anything for an excuse for Starbucks.
Ok then? You.Me.Starbucks.15? xx
I reply, getting up off of my bed and getting dressed into something I am comfortable being seen in public in. I leave my binder and books spread out across my bed to return to later and close my door. I jog downstairs and tell Sammy I’m leaving before opening the door to be greeted by a chilling breeze. I power walk down the street but live fairly close to town and Starbucks is on the outskirts so I make it there in five minutes. As I walk I receive another message from Beth.
Don’t you sass me Jones!
The stupid little bell chimes as I open the door and step inside the warm little coffee shop. I instantly spot Beth sitting in the corner booth, our little spot. One time a young couple were sitting there and Beth made them move seats. It was incredibly rude of her but at the time it seemed necessary. I shuffled in next to her, on her phone as always. “Who you texting?” I blurt out causing her to jump. Apparently I have a habit of sneaking up on people, but I only really do it to Beth. She sends me a glare before shoving her phone in her pocket. “Shut up, I am the one asking the questions here thank-you very much.” I widen my eyes at her words. What is she talking about? I raise my eyebrows, silently questioning her actions and she sighs at me. “Don’t act like you don’t know. It is all over Facebook. Do you know how much it hurts to find out about your BEST friend’s sudden personality adjustment over fucking Facebook?” She looked into my eyes with her piercing eyes, full of hurt. “W-W-“
“Oh my god. You actually don’t know!” Her heavily outlined eyes widen in surprise.
“No shit I don’t know Beth! What the f-“She interrupts me by shoving her phone in my face. It displays a picture of, me? I’m at a party, dancing? She scrolls her thumb across the screen showing numerous pictures of me and other people I have never actually talked to before doing shots, smoking, dancing and, having fun, together. This is one of the moments I am grateful that I’m not friends with my parents on there. Beth continues to scroll through the images but one in particular catches my eye. “Stop, go back one.” She scrolls back obeying my instructions and I feel my whole body jolt like a brick of lead has been dropped in my stomach. “Holy shit.” Beth breaks the silence but just adds to the tension with her words. I yank the phone out of her grip to read the caption under the photo- young love <3. I die inside looking at the photo of Hunter and me locking lips, me nearly sucking his face off. His hand was cupping my backside and I had my hand up his shirt. I just sit there speechless, I haven’t even ordered a drink yet and at this stage if I put anything in my mouth, I will be sure to throw it up.
“Fredda? Babe? You alright?” Beth waves her hand in front of my face trying to get a reaction out of me. “Who posted them?” I whisper, referring to the photos.
“Uh, Wendy Hill.” Shit. They were taken at Wendy’s party, the party that Ty tried to persuade me out of going to. “So, what the hell did you get up to last night?” She smirks at me, not taking this seriously at all. This could ruin my whole reputation, correction; give me a reputation I have been trying so hard to avoid. As if right on cue my phone begins to ring in my jacket.
But if I kiss you
Will your mouth read this truth
Darling how I’ve missed you
Strawberries taste how lips do
“Hello?” I speak into my cell phone; I am not exactly in the mood for a conversation.
“Have you been on Facebook?” a low familiar voice speaks worriedly on the other end.
“Yes Ty, I have seen them.” Beth perks up at the sound of Ty’s name.
“What the fuck? Since when have you been besties with TY BLACK?”
“Shut up Beth!”
“Did you just tell me to shut up?”
“No I was talking to Beth.”
“Oh, did you see that one with you and-“
“Yes, unfortunately I did.”
“I can get someone to make her take them down?”
“No. I can take care of myself.”
“That’s not how it appeared last night.”
“How did you get my number anyway?” I begin to raise my voice at him. He really needs to back off, he doesn’t even know me! “I, um, that’s beside the point Fredda! Those pictures make you look like a slut whom you and I know is not who you are!” I’m taken aback by his words. He wouldn’t know if I were a fucking serial killer! “Fredda? You still there?” He speaks to me through the phone, but I continue to give him the silent treatment. “Fine then. We WILL discuss this at school love. You can’t avoid me. By the way I quite enjoyed that little kiss this morning.” And with that he hangs up. I can picture him smirking on the other end at his wise ass comment.
I slam my phone on to the table in frustration nearly knocking Beth out with my elbow. I was so caught up in my little phone argument, that I didn’t even notice Beth eavesdropping. “Did he say kiss?” Her eyes were so big I was expecting them to pop out of her head. “You kissed Hunter and then THE TY BLACK?”
“Actually I stayed the night at his house.” Shit. That slipped out a little too easily.
“You what?” I gulp, knowing I am going to have to explain myself. I open my mouth but my phone interrupts me yet again. I see the caller’s name flash on the screen. Shit. They are going to be pissed.
A/N check the external link for Freddas outfit and i will post the pictures of the characters soon xx
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