#PopGoesTheAbel
*But baby I'm not tryin' to be the one,
I got my baby waitin' home
She been too good to let that go,
And I ain't tryna win your heart,
And you can't pay to win my love.*
Delani's P.O.V
When I wake up I'm in an uncomfortable position. My head is pounding, my eyes are sore and my whole body is aching.
I look around and see it's dim. I notice I'm in a classroom, not just any classroom I'm in Abels.
Weird.
I see Bryce with his head down on the desk, I try to sit up and someone moves under me.
"Oh, you're awake." I turn my head and see Abel.
Why am I laying on him?
I am so confused.
"What happened, why are we in your classroom?" I say hoarsefully.
My throat hurts really bad.
I go to get off of Abel, when I get up I see I'm in my dress. And it's all dirty and ripped up.
What the hell.
"We're kind of locked in the school."
"How did we get locked in-- What happened last night?"
"Um, maybe you should change. Bryce brought you clothes."
I shrug, "Alright, after that will you tell me what happened?"
He nods, "Yeah."
"Okay, um where are the clothes?"
"They should be on that desk over there." He points.
I walk over to the bag and grab the clothes.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom."
"Okay," He says while looking at his hands.
Alrighty, then.
I open the door and walk out into the hallway, it's very quiet and peaceful.
Two weird things for school to be.
How did we get locked in the school, was there like an after party or something. I probably got really wasted.
That's probably it.
I mean the only thing I really remember is talking to Abel in the hallway.
After that, everything is a blur.
I walk into the girls bathroom and go into the biggest stall. I set the clothes on the sink and look into the mirror.
What the hell, I look awful.
My eyes are bloodshot and puffy. My cheeks are stained with tears, my hair. Oh god my hair looks like a lions mane, it's all nappy and messy and it's curly and poofy.
As soon as I look away from the mirror and sharp pain shoots through my head.
I groan and hold my head with both hands. I look back into the mirror, and soon I remember everything.
No wonder, he was so weird and distant. He's seen a part of me that I was hoping he would never have to experience. It will only be a matter of time before he calls me crazy and says he's done with me.
I sigh and change into my sweatpants and sweater slowly.
I probably spent thirty minutes in the stall, I finally realize what I'm doing is ridiculous. I should just get this over with, the sooner the better.
