Chloe's P.O.V.
I wake up to my side killing me and I yell for my mom. She comes running into my room and I tell her to get me my pain meds. She nods and I take them. I decide to get up because it is ten and I guess I should get to know Shawn. I'll deal with the whole dad thing later.
I walk into the bathroom and I wrap my cast up in a trash bag before getting in. I wash my hair and body quickly and I decide to go ahead and shave everything because I haven't in like three weeks. I get out and I wrap a towel around me. I walk on my crutches back into my room and I grab a change of clothes from my closet. I slip on purple panties with a white bra. Then, I put on black skinny jeans, a yellow shirt, and a black slipper. I sit on the toilet while I blow dry my hair. I put it up into a ponytail and I'm glad because its finally long enough.
When I'm done getting dressed, I sit at my desk and I sign on to my classes. They are letting me finish my Senior year online and I'm thankful for that. There is a knock only door and my mom walked in with some of my French toast sticks on a plate...suck up.
I thank her and I do my work while eating. When I'm done, I stand on my crutches and I walk downstairs. I walk into the kitchen and I see Shawn sitting at the table. I ask him if he would like to watch TV with me in the living room and he agrees. My mom smiles at me and we head into the living room.
I sit on the couch with my leg propped up and he sits in the chair. Here goes nothing. I turn to look at him and he is already staring.
Me: So your my brother.
Shawn: I guess so.
Me: So what do you like to do?
Shawn: I love to play soccer and I love to draw.
Me: I know someone that loves to draw to.
Shawn: Zayn?
Me: Yeah how did you know?
Shawn: Your mom well our mom told me. You loved him didn't you?
Me: Yeah but he is with my ex best friend.
Shawn: Ex?
Me: Me and Zayn slept together at a party.
Shawn: Ouch. But she can forgive him and not you?
Me: That's what I'm saying.
Shawn: Oh so who is Harry?
Me: Harry is her brother and me and him had a little fling but I don't want to talk about Harry.
Shawn: Okay. So how old are you?
Me: Seventeen. My birthday is on Saint Patties Day.
Shawn: That's cool. I'm twenty two about to be twenty three because my birthday lands on Thanksgiving.
Me: That's my next favorite holiday just because I love to eat.
Shawn: Same.
Me and Shawn spend the rest of the day together just getting to know one another and it was actually pretty fun. I didn't know that we would have so much on common. I think my mom is also grateful that we are getting along.
