Breathe {h.s}

Ch 1

//The One With The bad Sausages//

I was a right mess.

My hair was all over the place from the wind and I was sweating through my jumper from running around so much. I wasn't complaining, though. My best mate, Olivia Young, or Liv, as we all liked calling her, was making me laugh till I couldn't breathe. The two of us were at a local funfair a few blocks from our shared flat, which we'd moved into together about three weeks ago.

"You look like a mad person," she laughed, pointing to my hair. "There's also some cotton candy in your hair. Hold on." She stilled me and set me upright so she could take out the pieces of candyfloss that had gotten stuck in there.

"How'd it get stuck in my hair?" I asked, still wheezing from laughing so much.

"I don't know, Blair," she replied, picking out little pieces of blue from my hair. "You took it on that last ride?"

"Yeah," I nodded. "I was eating it and then I stopped 'cause your ugly mug was screaming so loud." I laughed thinking about it again.

"That one was proper scary," she said, giggling nonetheless. "I think I got most of it out. You might need to shower, though, when you get home."

I shrugged, running my hand through my sticky and knotted hair. Liv and I managed to go on all the rides at this fair at least twice and the air was sticky hot, making us sweaty and sticky as well, but neither of us cared. Although, we did bump into a few fit boys and Liv ran away from them, making me run after while cackling into the air.

"Where to next?" I asked her, once we'd both settled down.

"The Ferris wheel," she said. "We have not gone on that yet."

"That's where all the couples are going," I pointed out.

"We can be a little lez and go over there," she insisted, grabbing my hand and dragging me towards the line.

I laughed. "Alright, alright. Let's get some sausages after because I've been eyeing the truck since we've gotten here."

"Sausages from a truck are quite ghastly," she remarked once we'd gotten on the long line.

"It's delicious."

"You enjoy McDonalds, so I'm not surprised."

I barked out a laugh and threw my head back. Liv hated McDonald's for some ungodly reason whereas I loved it. I mean its McDonalds. So, every few days, Liv would Facebook me articles regarding accidents that happen to customers who eat there. Just last week she sent me an article about a woman who got an STD after getting a chicken sandwich there because one of the employees jerked off on it. It made me laugh for a day straight.

"Do you wanna see the vines I took of us on all the rides?" I asked her after.

She nodded, grinning and stepping closer as I unlocked my phone and pulled up my vine app. I didn't have many followers and I didn't think I'd any either. The only things I post are stupid vines of Liv and I doing mundane things. These new vines of us on all the rides were epic because we looked nuts, screaming our heads off with our hair flying everywhere.

As we were watching and laughing over them, someone approached the line behind us. "Liv?"

We both looked up and I noticed a guy with a girl close beside him. He was gorgeous, like an Adonis. I didn't even know hot boys like this existed in the world, let alone London. He had olive coloured skin and dark hair, which was styled into a messy quiff that was slightly wilting due to the heat, and his eyes were a nice caramel color.