The Popularity Project

{25} You're in deep shizzle sticks

Non-edited

🌟Sieara's POV🌟

I swung my legs watching the waves crash together, sitting on the rocky cliff that I used to go to when I was upset or stressed. Emphasise on the word used to. The last time I had been here was when Brandon left to London.

I really love this cliff. There's a small cave that can fit at least five people but the only people that know about this place are me and Brandon.

Brandon and I had decorated it with a small wooden table and two chairs. There was even a leather black sofa that we used to sleep on when we didn't want to return home. We had designed the cave walls splendidly if I may say so myself. With chalk. We had drawn/written hearts, stars, quotes, names, secrets and much more.

I lifted myself of the edge of the cliff brushing my bottom for any remaining stones I had maybe been sitting on. Letting out a loud sigh, I trudged towards the rocky entrance of the cave.

As I walked through I traced my fingers gently over the small drawings we had drawn, God knows how long ago.

I snickered at the small stick people kissing that Brandon had drawn one day. Although it looked more like two circles and a very badly drawn heart over them it still made my stomach flutter.

Flutter? I meant blutter? Wait, that's not a word! Clutter? Slutter? Mutter? Lutter? Oh, forget it. Yes, I said my stomach fluttered.

I lay down on the sofa staring up towards the rocky ceiling.

After a few minutes footsteps were heard.

"Hello!" Someone called from the entrance, it's manly voice echoing throughout the cave.

I sat up abruptly, keeping my eyes trained on the entrance nervously.

"Hello!" The voice sing songed, extending the 'o'.

I remained silent, frightened of who it might be.

The person sighed before singing "Hey ho, Nobody home? Me no drink no money have I none! Still I will be very merry merry. Hey ho nobody home!"

My eyes widened in realisation as I scampered up and ran into the arms of Brandon.

"Now you decide to come?" He huffed, slight amusement in his tone.

I rolled my eyes as I nuzzled my head into the crook of his neck.

"I didn't know it was you but then you sang your cave song and yeah..." I trailed off as I pulled back to watch his reaction. He tilted his head slightly releasing a chuckle.

"Our cave song. It's our cave song." He corrected, pulling me into a hug once again.

I began to cry in his arms. I don't know why but I cried. I've missed him so much.

The thing is, he just came too late.

I wish I didn't like Kyle. I wish I didn't blush every time a compliment left his lips. I wish I could be upset with him without feeling dull. I wish Kyle could hate me. Most of all, I wish I didn't meet Kyle. If I didn't meet Kyle I could've been with Brandon again without....problems. If I didn't meet Kyle I wouldn't have half the girl population glaring at me or talking badly about me behind my back. If-

"Ssh, it's ok. Kyle shouldn't have said that to you." Brandon consoled, brushing his hand through my hair.

"H-how did you find m-me?" I sniffled, looking up to his face,

"It was easy. I would never forget this place and how you would come here to escape all your problems." He explained soothingly.

I nodded my head in response.