Harley

3

I couldn't stop thinking about him. I liked his style, I thought he as an aesthetic himself. I walked into my house to find mom and dad passed out. My sister noticed me walk in and nodded.
I went to my room and grabbed pajamas. Walking to the bathroom, I looked at my phone,

1 message

I'll check it later. I got in the shower to wash the dirt off. My cuts stung as soap touched them. Dried blood became back wet and ran down the drain. After 10 minutes my brother bammed on the door. I got out and grabbed my stuff, fleeing from the bathroom.

The message was from my sister. It was from 4 hours ago. She said don't come home for a while mom and dad are mad high.

I threw on my pajamas and jumped in my bed. I watch some family guy and the dozed off.

NEXT DAY
I shot up out my bed, I grabbed my clothes and shoes. I dressed as I ran down the stairs. I lowkey wanna look my best for mystery babe. I actually did my hair today. I fluffed it up to look nice. I was gonna dye it Pink next month.
I stumbled out the door and put in my earbuds. I listened to the way Marina sung about being happy. I wanted to be like her, happy.