Super Rich Kids

The Only Place

I apologize for the slow as fuck updates but i hope this made up for all the time, I really liked writing this chapter. I love you guys xx 

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The evening passed by in a blur, Cassie got me out of the door within five seconds of being there after dropping Aria off at Matt’s. She was in a hurry to catch the subway to her aunt’s house and we departed on “A” train. We went our separate ways; I rushed over to the music store we stumbled upon earlier that day because I promised Aria I’d get tickets to see that show in Central Park.

“Perrie Edwards, eh?” the blonde cashier was scanning the two slips of paper, “I reckon you’re a fan, then?”

“Uh, my friend’s sister, never actually heard of her until this morning” I gave him a shrug and looked down at my hands that were resting on the counter

“She’s a catch, that one, great set of pipes if she won that show” he didn’t hand the tickets to me right away but instead he set them down on top of the scanner and kept staring at me, intimidating me.

“Well, you’ve got a point on that” I waited awkwardly for him to hand me the tickets and I didn’t bother looking back as I walked away from a crooked smile and bright blue eyes.

“He thinks I swallow in self pity” I hold the phone close to my ear as I close my eyes underneath the bright sun, “I don’t think he understands that I’m perfectly fine”

“Are you, though?” Thomas and I have been communicating since I left and we promised we’d call at least once a week, my father was worried about me after a few days of not calling him,  “I mean, are you really ok? Because, in all honesty, your voice sounds weaker every week”

I’m not sure if I should be thankful for someone to be so attentive but I couldn’t help but feel a small smile tug at the corner of my lips at the thought of someone caring about me, not family wise, “I’m just tired, that’s all” lie.

“Tired of what? What could you possibly be tired of?” there was a short pause while I thought of something plausible to say, “tired of partying?” I could feel his smile behind his words, “because if you are, then let’s just trade lives, yeah?” he chuckled softly.

“I guess I’m just tired,” I inhaled and exhaled, “tired of pretending” I felt relieved to have someone to talk to, I know I have Cassie but she’s Cassie and she doesn’t do serious talking and this is Thomas and he’s serious when seriousness needs to be confronted and he just makes me feel what I need to feel which at the moment is realization.

“Why are you trying so hard, then?” I opened my eyes once the question repeated itself through my ears.

“That’s the thing though, I’m not. I’m not trying,” I brought my hand up to my face to cover my eyes from the sunlight, “giving up just seemed like the easiest thing to do” I heard him exhale

“Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you did try?” I thought a little more.

“The thing is, I don’t know what there is to try for,” truth.

There was a beep on the other end of the line, connection failed flashed across the screen, fuck. I grunted and let go of my phone, letting it land on the grassy patch beside me and looked up at the people looking down at me. 

“What took you so long?” Matt asked me as I opened the door to his house, “Aria’s been going crazy” he stood up from the stool and made his way over to me to give me a warm hug, his face nuzzled in the crook of my neck, peppering light kisses on my skin.