I woke up with a throbbing pain in my head . I looked around and saw I was not in my room. Well typical of me . I started walking out of the room just to hear a sound ," where the hell do you think you are going ?" To say I was shocked would be an understatement . It was the sound of my very own best friend, Ryan McAllden. I turned around to see him sprawled out on the floor. I asked him ,"how did I get here? The last thing I remember I was at Stacy's party. "
He said nothing , got up and fetched a bottle of painkillers and water . I knew he would not lecture me now , he was just that sweet . Now that I am noticing I am in a tshirt which obviously belongs to my dear best friend that reaches mid thigh. I then asked ,"did you change my clothes Ryan?". He was just not replying ,and I was getting annoyed as per second passed .
"Can you just freaking answer my questions ?" I did not mean to yell at him but for some reasons I wanted to . He just came forward and hugged me . At that point I started crying . He just said ," Zoey, you are the most beautiful girl I have know although from all the trouble you have caused but you know you cant run from your past . It will haunt you untill you decide to do something with it. Please be careful next time , or I hope there wont be a next time , if I hadn't been there you wouldve done something regrettable and believe me you dont want to have regrets in your life ."
I so loved him for this , he knew all my flaws yet he stuck by me . I started crying more and in between hiccups I asked him," why are you so sweet to me while the others think I am just a bitch? Sometimes I dont even understand you "
He smiled slightly and picked me up and threw me on the bed , I squeaked , then he said ,"Dearest friend , I'm not gonna leave you anytime soon so you're stuck with me , deal with it ." I chuckled , he was back at his old playful self . I went down just to find Mrs. McAllden making breakfast. I jumped on the breakfast counter and said my greetings , Mr and Mrs. McAllden are very sweet people who inspite of owning a large Empire still make time for their families , they are so dislike my parents who just dont care what I do , guess thats the reason I am spoiled .
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Teen FictionWhy should the good girl always fall for the bad boy ? "Ryan was a peice of symphony while Blake was scroching punk . It was hard to decide but in the end I only want whats mine from the start " ...