5SOS- I Need You.

Drama in Ireland(29)

Sitting on the couch while everyone's asleep she turns on the tv using the remote control and begins flipping through channels trying to find the right show to watch but nothing goods on so she just leaves it on a random cooking show. Her stomach begins to growl as she throws her head back to lazy to get up and get her something to eat. After a few minutes of arguing with herself she finally gets up and heads into the kitchen to find her something to eat.

She looks through each cabinet and fridge finding nothing that looks good to eat. She hits her arm on a cabinet at the same time she spots a poptart box sitting on the counter. She takes it and opens it to lazy to heat it up in the toaster so she walks back into the living room. She stops half way, she couldn't move. Her heart stop as she saw him sitting on the sofa with the remote controller in his hand going through the channels.

"When did you get here? I thought you were staying at Nialls house" She said a little to bitchy, rolling her eyes at the same time she shoves the poptart into her mouth taking a big bite. "I was, I just got back"

"I didn't hear you come in"

"I know. I was quiet because I knew they were still sleeping"

"oh"

"Are you going to sit down or your just going to stand there looking at me like I'm stupid"

"Whatever I feel like doing. Your not the boss of me"

"I never said that I was but whatever suit yourself"

She finally decided to sit down next to him, she felt stupid just standing there. She made herself comfortable enjoying her poptart. "So that's it? Were not going to talk about what happened lastnight"

He rolled his eyes sighing very loudly. "Why does it matter. It's like you care or anything"

She stopped herself from blurting out, only thinking. 'but I do' "Whatever, this is why I never talk to you about anything"

"Oh so it's my fault"

"Yes. If you weren't such an ass to me the first time we met we probably would of ended up as friends"

"Oh okay, I see. So what your saying is we're not friends?"

"No not really"

"hm well as I recall we are. Haven't you forgotten all the things I've done for you?"

She busted out laughing. "Really, and whats that? Treating me like shit, always yelling at me for no reason what so ever. And how about the time you got mad at me for talking to someone you DIDN'T like. Why do you care so much anyway? You were the one who told me you don't like me, so why is it that everytime I do something you don't like you have to throw it in my face and tell me I'm wrong. What kind of friend does that?"

"uh, heres a clue. Someone who cares about you. Someone who doesn't want to see you hurt. Someone who actually gives a fuck about you. Look me in the eyes and name someone who has ever cared about your feelings. Who put your feelings first before someone elses, and don't name your grandparents."

She couldn't answer his question because he was right. As much as she didn't want to admit it. He was one hundred percent right. How could she just come out and tell him he is right? "Exactly. And by the way I have done things for you. Don't you remember that time I saved you from Adam? And also the time I came to your house after. I was there for you when nobody else was. I was your first kiss remember so how are you going to sit there and tell me that I'm not really your friend because you know damn well I am. No matter how much I aggravate you. admit it Leslie you like me"

"But I don't"

"Whatever just admit it and you'll feel so much better"

"No fuck off"