Make up or break up

157 4 2
                                    

I woke up the next morning to my phone making the chime noise it makes when I receive a text. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was three am.  What sane person texts somebody at three am on a weekday. It would be okay if it was the weekend and I would probably still be up but its a Wednesday! Whoever this person is will be getting beat up for waking me. I need my beauty sleep not that it does any good though. I grabbed my phone and opened up the text. It was from Henry.

Hey babe, we need to talk.

Well obviously we need to talk because we haven't talked since the fight we had. I looked at the text for a while before I realized this is usually what guys say before they break up with you. As soon as I thought that my stomach dropped and tears welled up in my eyes. NO! I cant think like that! Henry does not want to break up with me he just wants to make up. Yeah that probably it. I unlocked my phone again and sent him a reply.

About what?

Short and right to the point. If he wants to apologise he can but I'm not because I did nothing wrong. Around thirty seconds later my phone chimed again.

The fight. I'm really sorry I was such a jerk to you at school the other day and I've had time to think about it. I don't want to loose you so can you forgive me?

Aw. He is so sweet. This is how he usually is and is one of the reasons I love him. I quickly took my phone and text-ed back.

Yeah you were being a jerk but its okay. I guess i forgive you.

After I sent my text I read over it and saw how mean that sounded and wish I didn't send it but its too late now. I looked at the clock again and it was 3:10 so instead of waiting for Henry's response I rolled over and went back to sleep.

I woke up three hours later to my alarm clock playing tonight tonight by hot chelle rae. I groaned and turned it off. Don't get me wrong I love that song but it felt like I've been asleep for twenty minutes. I rolled out of bed and walked over to my closet to choose what to wear. I pulled out a pair of skinny jeans,  a white shirt, my favorite pair of boots and my white and black scarf. Then I got the accessories, put my contacts in and went downstairs for breakfast.

I was expecting my mom to be in the kitchen cooking breakfast or drinking coffee but she wasn't.

"Mom?"

I called out thinking maybe she went into her room for something. I walked over to the fridge to get some orange juice and tapped on the fridge was a piece of paper with my name on it. I tore it off and opened it up. Inside was my mom handwriting.

Morning honey!

I had to go to work early today but I need to talk to you when you get home. There is cereal in the cabinets and milk in the fridge. Have A good day at school.

                                                                  Love you

I threw the note away and went to make myself some fruity pebbles, my favorite cereal in the world. I wonder what my mom wants to talk to me about. My moms pretty laid back so she never says I need to talk to you. I hope everything's okay. I finished my cereal then went upstairs to finish getting ready. When I was ready I grabbed my jacket and left.

As soon as I pulled into the parking lot I saw Henry waiting at the front. I parked the car and started walking toward him. When he saw me he started jogging over to me. He pulled me into a kiss the moment he reached me. When Henry kissed me I could usually feel warmth and passion but this kiss was different. It had a feeling of urgency and was rough. I pulled away and looked at him. He looked mad for a moment but covered it quickly with a smile.

Bad boys and Roller CoasterWhere stories live. Discover now