The New Boy (Liam Payne)

Chapter 6~Warm Bodies~

Short A/N there 7 new people in this chapter just a warning okay, and a few characters leave too..sorry..:(

Jennifer's POV

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After I finished making Nate toast, I decided to text everyone that was going to the movie..

To: Stef, Mel, Brad, Jade, Kennedy, Miranda, Bianca, Adam, Jake, Tyler, Caiden, Renee, Liam& Alex

Hello People...Who's coming to the movie tonight? Text me back so I know..(:

-xxJen!

After I sent that text I put my iPhone on the iHome in my bathroom. As I shut the bathroom door I got a text ...it said

To: Jennifer

"Can't come 2nite girl..gotta tell u smthin tmrooo...:3"

-ReneeeeeeeXXX

I just shrugged as i pressed play to a random song on my music and turned on the water to the shower, stripped and hopped in to the hot water.

As I washed my hair I started thinking...do I like Liam..? No I can't I still like Sam...don't I..? Or maybe I don't like either..I have no chance with Sam we barely talk anymore and I think he's into that slut Olivia...well obviously..why doesn't he like me..oh wait I'm ugly as f.. Shit shampoo in the eyes...UGHHH.. better..ohhh I like this song..

(Listen to the A Team by Ed Sheeran)

"White lips, pale face

Breathing in snowflakes

Burnt lungs, sour taste

Light's gone, day's end

Struggling to pay rent

Long nights, strange men"

"And they say

She's in the Class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since eighteen

But lately her face seems

Slowly sinking, wasting

Crumbling like pastries

And they scream

The worst things in life come free to us

Cause we're just under the upper hand

And go mad for a couple grams

And she don't want to go outside tonight

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

Or sells love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

Angels to fly"

"Ripped gloves, raincoat

Tried to swim and stay afloat

Dry house, wet clothes

Loose change, bank notes

Weary-eyed, dry throat

Call girl, no phone"

"And they say

She's in the Class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since eighteen

But lately her face seems

Slowly sinking, wasting