brynnLife was finally back to normal, well basically. Throwing my bag onto the foyer floor, and tip toeing up the stairs. I had just gotten back from Michael's house, and it was only six. But, my mom had been acting a bit crazy this week. Greg had gotten her into these "wonderful" parenting books, like on how to raise teenagers and stuff. So now family dinner was everyday, and I had this ridiculous curfew. It was funny because, she hasn't been involved in my life ever since we moved here. Then she reads a couple books, and now she thinks she knows me again, "Brynn, honey?" Speak of the devil.
"Mom, I'm not feeling that good." I forced myself to speak with a husky tone, and tried to cough, "So, can't I skip dinner?" I pouted. She pointed her finger, as if she just got the best idea ever. Then I watched her run from the foyer, only to come back with her phone, "Okay, what are you symptoms? So I can call the doctor." Her tone was serious, and I just rolled my eyes.
"It's not that serious, I just need to lay down." I groaned, and slouched in a tired manner. She once again ran down the steps, grabbing my backpack, and painted on her favorite, classy smile. Walking up the few steps between us, and handing me my bag, "You wouldn't want to get behind." I scoffed, and grabbed the bag from her. Walking up the steps, and leaving her behind. My mom had turned into a robot, like for everything she had a mechanic response.
I closed the door behind me, as I walked into my bedroom. Sighing, I fell onto my bed and let my bag hit the floor once again. Sitting there for a second, I stared up at my ceiling. My eyes were heavy, but on the other hand I had a ton of homework. Debating the both in my heads, I let my eyelids fall and slowly but surely fell to sleep.
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"Brynn, baby?" I groaned in protest at the voice. I didn't bother processing the voice, but only the words. If I knew anyone who used pet names, that was my mother. She was probably getting me to come downstairs to eat, now that I thought of it. I smelt something really good, "Brynn, wake the fuck up." The voice got harsh, but had a playful tone to it. My mom's parenting books would never allow profanity, "Calum?" I mumble, still half asleep.
"Brynn, I brought you food." Calum explained as I heard him set down the food somewhere. I still hadn't opened my eyes, drifting between sleep and awareness. All I could do was hear, and feel. I felt as he wrapped his arms around me, and nuzzling his head into my neck. Instead of waking me up, I just found comfort, and felt myself drifting off to sleep again, "You aren't going back to sleep are you?" He questioned in the crook of my neck.
"It depends, what did you get me?" I continue to keep my eyes closed, even as I talk. He attempted to unwrap his arms from around me, and to get up. I finally open my eyes just to grip the hem of shirt, and pull him back down to me, "I actually don't care, just stay." I yawned slightly, but trying to keep myself awake. I'm still tired from all the drama from two weeks ago, and barley ever get to spend time with Calum.
"Actually I want to know." I whispered jokingly, after I was already back in his hold. He was silent for a moment, and I thought he might have fallen to sleep for a minute. Finally, after a moment he left a small kiss on my neck before getting up once again, "Pasta, from that little italian restaurant, on that one street." He explains briefly, but as if I should know what he was talking about. I sit up from where I had been sleeping possibly for hours, "Oh yeah that one place, I love that place." I smile sarcastically, and Calum just rolls his eyes.
As I begin eating the bowl most likely made for two people, a thought came to me, "You do realize I skipped dinner, and if my mom finds out you brought me something..." I continue to explain as I eat another spoon full. I wonder what chapter this was in one of her parenting books, "daughter's boyfriend brings food, skipping dinner, being of rebellion?". I almost was going to make a joke about it, but I hadn't even told Calum about her new fascination.
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metanoia - 5SOS
Fanfictionanother fanfic about high school drama, and romance. if your into that type of thing, and like stuff that i believe is well written. then you will probably love, metanoia. peace x