Boring... Until Today (Brallon fic)

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Hey guys sorry for the long wait but here's a update.... 

I woke up that morning. My third day at school and a week till the day I dreaded the most; Christmas; the day Christ was born but more importantly when I cry in my bed and spend the day with no laughter, no presents and clearly no symphony when I get beaten.

 I got up, wincing in pain from the beating I got last night. I slowly made my way to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked horrible. With a black eye, dry blood and a cut lip. This might've been one of the worse beatings. I had to go to school like this because my Mom took away my makeup that I used to cover up my cuts. I suddenly felt like shit.

I looked around until I found a glimpse of a shiny and long piece of metal. I walked over and took the packet or raiser sharp knives.

One cut for my shitty life. Another cut for my parents. Next cut for being such a failure. A cut for my stupid love life. How could I like to people. Brendon was a beautiful boy, with a beautiful voice but with a girlfriend. Alana needed to go but Patrick and I need to find a way to break up Brendon the angel of the school with a flaw of voices in his head and Alana the devil. And Ian, a boy I just met with motherfucken' good hair and a beautiful personality even though I have only talked to him once. 

I looked down at my wrists; they were filled with blood pouring out. I suddenly felt faint but ignored that feeling. I cleaned my wrists and lifted my shirt up. Looking at more deep scaring cuts. I knew I needed help but it was my choice wasn't it?!

I changed into skinny jeans, a grey top and some brown shoes with no socks. Just how I like it.

I grabbed my backpack and slipped out the front door. I was too scared to get my breakfast because my parents were still in the house. I suddenly heard them scream my name but I ran as far as my long skinny legs could take me. I finally reached the school and ran into the school gates and into the hall way. I ran into my classroom. Everyone looked up at me and stared at me in shock. I realised what they must have been looking at. My big fat lip and fucking blue eye. I quickly sat at my seat and pulled on my jumper and put my hoody over my face to cover my ugly and beaten up face.

I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder and looked up to see, Ian. He had that looked of worry in his eyes. Ian roughly pulled me up and into the hallway.

"What the mother fucken' happened to you Dallon, and yes I remember your name before you ask," he half yelled.

"Nothing just leave me alone ok," I shook him away and started to walk back into the classroom, but suddenly he pulled me back towards him and kissed me. WAIT WHAT!! Ian kissed me. HE KISSED ME.

My brain was going into overload. I was so shocked and freaked out that I didn't kiss back. Well I liked it but it didn't feel right. There was no electric shock that you feel when you find the one you love.

He pulled away and stared into my eyes.

"Dallon, I like you ok but you need to tell me the truth about what happened, now or never or you could potentially never get into Brendon's pants," Ian said very sternly.

"Wait um.. what, shit you kissed me!" I said shocked.

"Yes I needed to get you to listen but even though you clearly liked it, you like Brendon."

"Why did you kiss me and how the fuck do you know about me liking Brendon, wait was it Patrick?" I asked.

"Well yeah it was Patty cakes over there because he said he needed my glorious help to break up Brendon and fuckin bitch Alana, and I kissed you because I fuckin kiss everyone. Come on deal with it," he said.

"Um.. ok that's not weird at all to kiss a lot of people for no reason!" I said in shock.

"Well ok maybe but it's me," Ian smiled while doing this swirly dance thing.

I laughed a little, Ian really seemed to be like a great guy. After a moment of silence.

"Sorry for kissing you, I get your confused but I needed to do that!"

"It's no problem," I smiled as we made our way back into the classroom.

We sat down and I glanced over at Patrick who sat down. He took one glance at me and took another with a worry expression but I ignored it as the teacher made her way into the classroom.

Yay another boring as hell lesson about nothing we need to learn to be successful in life.

Sorry for a short update but I'll update in a couple of days before Xmas! Soz again guys for the long wait and I'm going to start doing My Chemical Romance one shots so comment ideas for that and this book as well.... 

Bye guys love ya xx