Confusing Love

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Later that night, when i was laying in bed staring up at the ceiling. All i could think about was Max. Normally i always have something- or someone-to think about at night, someone to keep me up all night. Honestly, it was quite annoying to always be up all night thinking about someone- but this time it was Max instead of Ryan. I thought about Ryan every night since we started dating, since i started having feelings for him. And after we broke up- i still thought about him, until now.

I was wondering why i havent talked to him before now, i remembered he had a girlfriend- Lucy. She was crazy, and she never let him talk to anyone but her. They ended up breaking up, and she moved schools. He was so quiet and he never talked to anyone, he was scared of her. But once she moved away he opened up and he talked to everyone. He became the class clown. He became happy.

I woke up in the morning, exhausted. I couldnt get up, my back ached. I sighed, and closed my eyes again. My alarm went off and i smacked my hand against the top of the alarm clock until it turned off. I went back to sleep. I couldnt be bothered going to school today, especially considering i barely got any sleep last night.

A few hours later, a knock sounded at my door. "Come on in mum" i yell out. But mum didnt walk in, Max did. "Oh" I say. He smiles "I don't think I'm your mum, sorry" He laughs. I smile, and sit up. "So, are you alright? You didn't come to school today" He asks. I shrug "Yeah, I'm finally, just didnt feel well" I mumble. Sliding back onto my back and putting my blanket over my head. I feel Max walk over to the bed and sit on the foot of the bed. I pull the blanket off of me and look at him. "Why are you here anyway?" I ask. He shrugs "We have to work on our assignment, and i wanted to see if you were alright" He answers. I nod.