Chapter 20

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"Amanda?!" I heard my dad shout.

My head hurt and all I could see is black. The pain in my side was still there and realized I had to get up.

"What?" I closed my eyes then opened my eyes again, automatically being blind from the light.

"Thank god." He breathed out. "I thought you went blind or something."

I rubbed my hand down my face only to find that I was drenched in water from my head to the bottom of my shirt. "I threw water on you to wake you up but you didn't- wake up I mean." My dad explained handing me a towel.

"I'm tired." I closed my eyes laying back down on the ground.

I wanted to go back to my dream. James isn't the type to be romantic. He wouldn't take to me on a picnic or to some kind if nice dinner let alone a movie. Being honest I have no idea what he'd do, I know we didn't have a chance anyway. He said he doesn't date or maybe he wasn't ready?

Smart girls would leave and find a man that can, I on the other hand am not smart at all. Especially with love.

I am in love with the idea of love, I'd do anything for it. Maybe that's what's wrong with me though, wanting to be someone's everything. I crave to be someone's attention for who knows what reason. It disturbing me, the thought of wanting someone to make me happy.

By the end of the day I had seen a doctor who prescribed some medicine I didn't care for and I had taken an extremely long bath. My dad said that I wasn't going to school tomorrow and that I should get rest meaning I shouldn't stay up late, not that I would anyway...because I wouldn't!

The next morning, I walked into the kitchen and got some water.

"I thought I told you not to stay up late." My dad scolded.

I widened my eye's accusingly, "I did not!" I lied.

He rolled his eyes holding back a laugh or at least trying to. "Sure you did. I heard you clapping to the friends theme song ever now and then!"

Whelp, I'm caught. I didn't deny it because I'm a sucker for a good 'Friends' marathon. I huffed and huffed and walked back to my room for some more rest.

After, what felt like a twenty minute nap turned out to be a full two hours and my phone was ringing non-stop.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Amanda! Are you okay? Why aren't you at school?!" James threw questions at me.

"Okay, hold on." I felt my head spin.

"Amanda does your dad want me away from you that much?" He said in a sad voice.

"No it's because when I fell..you know, I have medication and I'm resting." I tried to explained.

"Oh, I would say that I'd visit but then I would have to come from the window and that's gonna be hard." He laughed.

"Yeah." I heard noise in the background.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Trying to ditch school." He said in a duh voice.

"No! James please stay in school!" I pleaded.

"Why should I?"

"Because I don't need a babysitter."

"Let me take care of you."

"You're not my boyfriend."

"What?" His voice broke.

I regretted those words as soon as they left my mouth.I licked dry lips, my mouth suddenly felt dry. I must stand my ground.

"You are not my boyfriend." I repeated.

"So? A friend can't take care of another friend?" He chuckled nervously.

"I don't want a friend." I but my trembling lip.

"What are you saying?" He asked.

"I'm tired of waiting around, James. Are you with me or not?" I felt like my heart was being ripped open.

"Not."

I regret my every thought.

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