Part Three

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ITALIC WRITING ARE FLASHBACKS.


It is now 3.14 PM to be exact, reminding me that Kimberley had left just over 3 hours ago.

I sigh loudly as I take in the surroundings inside my bedroom.

My once pink curtains have now faded into a light pink from the sun protecting my room whilst I draw the curtains for a good few years.

I scan my walls and they need a paint too. They now are a light grey also, adding some colour by my posters hanging on for life by some old bluetack.

I smile as my eyes scan over a polaroid picture of me and Kimberley a few weeks back in my garden just before getting caught with cigarettes in between our lips and I laugh.

Mam was not impressed. Yes, I'm 18 and Kimberley is 20 but under my mams roof I'm still pretty much a 15 year old or even younger in her eyes.

It was a complete joke as they are joke cigarettes from the joke shop, but still, mam went ape shit then went bright red when we explained they were false before bursting out laughing.

I miss her.

I quickly grab my phone and type out a text.

"How's it going? xxx" I simply text.

She left me just before noon to met Justin. The guy that's been gagging for her.

Kim    ; "All good. He's got the message, for now anyway. Fck guys, they're so lame. xxxx" I laugh to myself and I cant help but notice the extra X.

I sigh and lay down on my bed and type out my reply.

"Girls >>>>> Guys xxxx" I grin and press send. I lock my phone placing it by my side and I smile to myself.

I've known Kimberley for a few months now and my crush on her just keeps on developing and I know it's not gonna stop anytime soon.

She's straight. I shake my head at the thought of us. That would never happen. I don't even like girls. Just her, it's strange.

I mean girls get their girl crushes but this is something more. I instantly wanted to take care of her and protect her from this harsh world the moment I met her in that house party.

And I smile at the memory.

Nicola, my beautiful red headed friend. She's 17 and such a little shit, I love it.

The moment her parents stepped foot out of the house for their romantic weekend break, she practically send out a group message to me also involving around 30 other random people immediately. And of course, I went.

It was a blast.

"Cheryl!!" Nicola screams, welcoming me into her house. Music on her boom bar already blasting from the living room. I laugh and wrap her up in my arms, kissing her hard on the cheek.

"Hello," I place her back down before speaking again.

"We all ready to go, munchkin?" I grin as she slams the door behind us, almost making the council house walls rattle. "Duh!" She half shouts and giggles, now pulling me into the kitchen and I gasp.

"Fuck Nic! Better get ready to call 999 and no ones even here yet." I laugh. I've never seen a breakfast counter so crowed with so many alcohol bottles. She hits my arm playfully.

"Babe, it's on." She winks. And I groan. She's such a party animal. "Don't worry, mum and dad are already outta town." She beams. Well... in that case, it's soo on. I grin at her.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 16, 2016 ⏰

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