I'm Sorry, WAT? (A What About Tonight Fanfiction)

Chapter 6: Options

A/N

GUYS:

DESHI’S NAME IS GOING TO BE CHANGED TO DEE! OKIEEE?

DEE = DESHI

GOT IT? xo

Chapter 6 - Lisa’s POV

“Dee!” called Emily (my older sister) from the room next door.

“WHAT?” she yelled back.

“WHAT’S THE DATE TODAY?”

She walked into our room and glanced at the calendar hung on the wall in the room Dee and I shared.

“January 24th 2013,” we all read aloud in sync.

Yep - today was the 24th of January.

The 2012 X-Factor ended.

We came 5th. Samantha Jade won!

Oh, and we saw What About Tonight after a very long time...

~*~

“The winner of 2012 X-factor is...”

Everything goes silent; you could probably hear the sound of a bobby pin falling out of someone’s hair.

“Samantha Jade.”

~*~

My phone beeped, signaling a notification. I unlocked it to see Mitchel’s new tweet attached with a photo.

‘Whassup ebberybody!’

I decided to reply to the tweet and typed in, ‘Nothing much, you should use twitter more babe!’

A mere three seconds after I tweeted it, so many people were retweeting and favourite-ing it. I scrolled though my notifications and followed a couple of people. Even though I know I shouldn’t be, I do look at all the hate I get for dating Mitchel. Most are pretty hurtful... People asking me to die in a hole and saying I couldn’t sing to save myself. Dee got pretty mad, she told me to ignore them. Being me, I couldn’t. I mean, what did I ever do to deserve this?

“Lisa!” someone yelled. I looked up to see Dee staring straight back at me.

“Huh?”

“You’re ignoring me and talking to Mitchel aren’t you...” she grabbed my phone, “Oh, Lisa. Why? I think you should tell Mitchel...”

“What? No!” I grabbed my phone back.

“Why not?” she crossed her arms.

“Because he’ll worry over it too much, then he’ll tweet something.”

“Righttttt. And that’s not a good thing because?” she questioned.

“Because it’s not his problem?”

“I thought you guys were the ‘tell each other everything’ type?”

“We are!”

“Then don’t keep this away from him!” she snapped.

“But... Hey, shouldn’t you be studying? You’re in Year 11 this year.”

“Good work Sherlock! I’ve already studied. It’s your sister I’m worried about, she’s  studying too much...”

I laughed. My sister, Emily was partying every night and is soon going to England with her boyfriend Dan. I still can’t believe mum said yes to it. Anyway, Emily finished high school and got into Law and Commerce at Griffith University, which means I can visit her and Mitchel at the same time. How? Mitchel’s older brother also goes Griffith and visits him regularly. So it’s a win-win for all.

“Seriously, you should be studying?” I said pushing her to her table.

“Don’t worry about me,” she assured.

“That’s kinda hard, you know... So glad I have Mitchel to help.”

I shook my head.

My phone vibrated. I took it out.

Hey :)

Come on Skype?

xo Mitchel

I turned on my laptop and texted back:

Sureeeeee! :) LOL nice timing, I just got Dee to start studying...

xo :P

Suddenly his face was on my computer screen.

“Hey Lisaaaaaaaaa,” he called out.

“Hey Mitchel!”

Dee’s head went up. She looked at me.

“Dee, stay at your table,” I laughed.

“Okay, one, that is not fair. Two, you really expect me to be able to study in this room with you talking to lover-boy there?”

“Go to the kitchen?” I suggested.

“Your mum’s cooking and I’m attracted to food.”

“Dining room?”

“Your dad’s there reading the newspaper. I’ll be having dreams about finance every night and everything!” she pouted.

“Lounge room.” I was clearly getting frustrated.

“I’ll be distracted by Kinks, love that dog!”

“Living room?” I was running out of options. 


“Your sister’s watching Vampire Diaries, I’ll just die.”

“Outside...”

She gasped, “It’s 36℃. Are you trying to kill me, what sort of friend are you?”

“Fine...”

“Yay!” she jumped over to the spot next to me and waved at Mitchel, “Hellooo Mitchy!”

“Hey Dee,” he replied coolly.

“Uh, Mitchel. Lisa’s got something to tell you!”

“I do?” I asked, acting clueless.

“It’s about her getting hate.”

He raised his eyebrows, “Lisa?”

“Pfft! She’s talking dog poo!” I said, trying to push her away.

“Seriously Lisa, tell him. Now.”

“Umm... Fine.”

At that exact time, my mum popped her head inside our room.

Her eyes were puffy, “Dee can I speak to you please?”

“Sure, are you okay?”

My mum continued, “Come, and I think Lisa should come too.”

“Oh, I have to go Mitchel!”

“Alright, but tell me what happened later, okay?” the look of concern clearly evident on his face.

“Sure.”

We followed Mum down the stairs and into the living room.

“What’s up mum?” I sat down next to Dee.

“It’s your mother, she’s-”

A/N

Heyyyy guysssss!

I FEEL SO GUILTY FOR NOT UPLOADING IN A VERY LONG TIME

A WHOLE HEAP OF CHANGES COMING IN THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS :)

sorry for the short chapter! promise a long one next! X