Chapter 7 - Speaking Out

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My eyes shut, as the warm water drops my forehead, i kissed my parents goodbye, glancing at the sky to see clouds and rain forming up.

I turned around, as i took one last glance at my parents, they waved at me, tears in their eyes. I never thought this would hurt.

I bowed my head, as i called a cab, riding in, as i saw the window interesting.

Last night have been the best last time with my parents, after the ride, paying the driver as i rushed towards our huge house where i'll be living alone.

As i reached my bed, i felt the vibrate of my phone, as i took the device to my attention, as the name of Nicole flashed through the screen, tapping on the green button, raising the phone to my ears.

"Hello?" 

I asked, as i heard familiar breathing.

"Paul that dude guy, just called. He told us to head back the auditorium for the dicission.." 

Nicole stated.

Oh no, i thought last night with the lads would actually be the last, oh no please, i don't care anymore!

"It's okay, i know i won't get in, so apparently you don't have to worry on bringing me there, cause im not going."

I replied, as i lift up the tab of my laptop, typing up the twitter link, logging in and scrolling.

"What?! No! You don't know yet! Maybe you got in! Dude your-"

"Bye nicole..." I stated with a grin, i felt her annoyed look through the phone, as i tapped on the red button, giving back my attention to my laptop screen.

Scrolling down through twitter, as i clicked on a new mention.

@Harry_Styles followed you!

I got back to the tweets i was scrolling through, retweeting quotes, and following back people i have no idea who they are.

And another new mention..

@Harry_Styles: @drumbeatsx where are you?

I rolled my eyes, knowing he had the same intention with nicole.

@drumbeatsx: @Harry_Styles yeah, sorry i'm not feeling well..

Good excuse, as i continued scrolling.

The thumping sound from the vibrate of my phone on the bed side table.

Struggling my way, not using my feet, but just reaching it, success on reaching it, but failed at my balance, the light blue duvet tangling around my foot, as i fell hard on the carpetted floor.

"Shit!" I cursed in a whisper, rubbing my head, as my phone stopped vibrating.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance, tossing it on my bed, grabbing the duvet, tossing it back on the bed as well, as i stood up and headed my way to the bathroom, my hand rubbing my head trying to ignore that ache caused from that failed balance attempt.

Glancing at myself in the mirror, looking at that total messed up girl infront of me, putting up my hair on a messy bun, washing my face, leaving it natural no streak of eyeliner or lipgloss, not a brush of mascara, just that natural look i cannot bear to show anyone.

I was always hidden behind the mask of make up, it kept my real inner me hidden from judgements.

Leaning towards the sink, both hands placed on either sides of the sink, carrying the the weight i had, as i just glanced at that weak, tired, faking girl infront of me.

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