Responsible for You

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 - Love is for Weaks, maybe not?

2 Weeks Later...

"Hey gurl, wake up!" I think I'm going nuts, I swear I hear Harry calling me.

"Niall try to wake her up" Funny accent, yep it's Zayn.

"Skylar is sleeping, leave your message after the tone... beep" After I said my imitation of a phone I turned over facing probably the wall.

"You're are gonna miss school"

Wow! Stop the world. Did he said school?

I turned over and raised an eyebrow at the smiling Harry.

"School?" I asked to the boy who now was standing beside Zayn.

"Yeah, they only gave us two weeks to make you feel comfortable and now I we have to go back to the studio" Liam explained but I only understood half of what he said because I'm not a morning person.

I looked to my side where the digital clock was lying on the table. '6:23 a.m.' What in the flying Heavens!

I stood up and walked to the window, as I moved away the curtains, I noticed that not even a single ray of sun was entering the room.

"You have seven minutes Paul is taking you" I heard Niall talking

I rolled my eyes and dragged myself to the bathroom... wait a minute were's my phone?

I checked in the desk where I remember I putted it last night. Nop

The cabinet? Nop

Below the bed? Nop

Where in Hell I putted the fudging phone.

"Sky, five minutes!" Yeah yeah, first is my phone.

"Going!" I shouted back just to make hum know I heard.

I rolled my eyes at the phone and ran to the bathroom.

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Zayn was already exclaiming me to move. I checked myself on the mirror. Perfect, you probably been asking if I putted makeup, nop, who was time for makeup.

I ran to my room quickly where I found a black backpack with my phone on the side, -thanks God- I grabbed the back pack, Holy shit, this fudging thing must weight the same that weights a whale.

I checked myself in the mirror again. I love this shirt that says 'You can tell but I'm smiling' and it has a picture of a big yellow face with a moustache. Okay everything perfect.

What? Even tough I don't care about this kind of stuff, I like to look good.

As I walked down the stairs -yeah, walk because this things is breaking my back- and when I reached down I found five boys that seemed that went crazy.

"Finally, look who is here" Zayn said and everybody turned to me.

"Geez, how long did you take" Calm your tits, Jesus let me arrive.

"Well, we have to go" Liam said and they all hugged me.

"Bye!" They all shouted at the same time.

"Adios" I shouted back

Few moments later I heard a 'beep' sound out, so I grabbed my bag and closed the door.

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I thank Paul and left the van. I admired the white building that had the name of 'National School of London'. There were students of all ages outside, from kids to seniors.