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Chapter 14

Song: She's Not Afraid- One Direction

"She's not afraid of all the attention, she's not afraid of running wild. How come she's so afraid of falling in love?"

Delilah

I wake up to my alarm blaring way too loudly in my ear. I shut it off and sit up, looking around. I yawn, stretching my arms out with a non-human like noise.

I force myself to get up, pulling on some black skinny jeans with a grey sweatshirt that is tie-die-like with black. I take my hair out of my braid, letting it fall in a perfect beach wave.

I apply some mascara, sliding on my black vans afterwards. Once I get downstairs to the kitchen, it's empty and eerily quiet. I shrug, grabbing a box of cereal and pouring it in a bowl.

Lucky Charms.

I laugh, not caring at how childish the cereal is. No matter how old I get, I will always love Lucky Charms and it will always be my number one breakfast food.

My head snaps up as my mom enters the kitchen, her hair looking like a rat nested overnight. I laugh quietly, shoving a spoonful of marshmallows into my mouth.

"Joseph has been puking all night," my mom groans. My eyebrows crease, eyes narrowing. "I'm going to take him to the doctors later today."

"Aw," I say sadly. Joseph was doing just fine last night. I shake my head, telling myself that he probably just has the flu. I set my dishes in the sink as my mom wishes me a good day and walks out with some medicine.

I look at the clock, seeing that it's time for me to leave, or I'll be late. I quickly grab my backpack, yelling goodbye to my mom and running outside. I feel drops hit my head, running faster so I don't get soaking wet.

I get in my car as fast as I can, turning the engine on and blasting the warm air. I let it warm up, my hands already freezing cold.

I pull out of my driveway a couple minutes later, making my way to school.

I start to think about Louis and what happened this weekend... How am I suppose to act around him at school? Are we dating? Do we just go back to normal like nothing happened? Do I hold his hand?

No.

Okay, I can't hold his hand. That's pushing it. I'm not ready to date someone, I'm not use to that. I can't date someone. Maybe Louis will understand and we can just be, like friends with benefits.

I am use to that, however...

I shake my head, realizing that Louis would not go for that. I don't know what he would go for. Ah, fuck. I don't even know what I would go for.

I pull into the school parking lot, trying to find a close spot to the main doors due to me not wanting to get even more wet. Once I find a spot, I get out and sprint inside.

I pass my locker, not having any time. I can't afford to be late anymore. I go to my first class, sitting in my usual spot. I pull out my notebook, deciding that maybe I can try to take notes today. Just because it's a new day and I might as well try.

Once the lesson starts, I'm sitting up in my chair watching my teacher explain what an atom is and the different types of them. I scribble down the words I can pick out, actually finding this lesson to be somewhat interesting and easy.