Chapter 4

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"Mom! I am home!" I shouted as I entered the house. "I am upstairs." She quickly responded. I run upstairs to her room. She looks up and sees me.

"Hi honey. Do you mind helping me finish up packing for tomorrow?" She asked. I nodded in agreeing to help her. It looks like she was already done so why not.

"So what took you so long?" She said, referring to the timing to the coffee shop. "I just seen someone from school and we just had a small chat." I announced. It felt good to talk to someone.

My mom raised her left eyebrow. "Who was this someone?" She asked curiously. "His name is Harry Styles. He is new, he is from England." I said. "Oh, that is really cool." He responded. I just nodded to her.

I wanted to keep our conversation going so I said,"Mom! I gonna miss you." I pouted afterwards. "I know but your dad will be here when I am gone." She said as she put more clothes in the suit case. "Yeah but I am still going to miss my mom." I said. She hugged me and I hugged her back.
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I got done with helping my mom and he went to take a shower. I go to the piano in the living room and sit down. I begin to play around with some notes. I soon begin to get into it and start playing. I hummed the beat to the song which was skyscraper by Demi Lovato. I sometimes come to my living room and play the piano but I have a keyboard on my room.

I wonder if Harry plays the piano or an instrument.  I began to think. As I get to think more, I just got Harry in my head.

He is the first boy to talk to me. The first person to talk to me. The one who I have had coffee chat with. The first one to think is cute. Yeah I said it. Harry is cute.

I get up and head to my room. It's like 6 o'clock. I past my keyboard and into my closet and pulled out one of my many boxes.

These boxes I have are labeled to my mood. If I am sad, I go to the sad box. If I am happy, I go to my happy box. If I am stressed I go to my stressed box. It all depends on my mood.

I go over to my happy box. I am actually happy. Happy to be talked to. Happy to have friend. I think Harry is a friend. But happy to be alive because the last two nights were a little too crazy and stressful.

I pull out one CD from the box with my eyes close. I open them and it was a Katy Perry CD.I close the box and walked out my closet. I put the disc in the CD player.

It soon begins to play and I look out the window. My big window from my room. I love to look out the window to see the beautiful sky. I love it more at sunrise and sunset. I prefer sunset more than sunrise.

But this view I have of the sky on top of New York's busy street is a view I would kill for. I would much rather sit and watch the sky than to party.

At least I can come here were I feel wanted than a place where I am not.

This is my escape.

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Hello readers! I am very sorry I haven't updated but it's only because I been caught up in school. Exams are next week and I been trying to get my work in and all this crap. So I am sorry.

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-Jackie

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