The Moon 2 // bradley simpson

nine

<> Skylar's P.O.V <>

I groan, staring intently at my microwave as I wait for it to make that heavenly beep sound. I let in a big sniff, grabbing a tissue and blowing my nose, lots of gunk coming out. Disgusting I know...

You see this all started yesterday when I walked to the grocery store, got all my food and I was happy then I stepped outside. It was pouring with rain. Like crazy pouring. It's been non stop raining since then and I had to walk in that pouring rain, resulting in a nasty old cold.

I hear the shrill beep of the microwave, jumping up and opening it, taking out my soup. "Fuck yeah I got soup." I say, shoving the box of tissues under my arm and walking out of the kitchen. I walk to the lounge room, sitting down on the couch and coughing loudly. Ugh I literally loathe being sick.

I turn on the TV, flicking through the channels in an attempt to find something entertaining to watch. It takes me a while but I end up watching Keeping up with the Kardashians. Okay I know it's sort of ridiculous but come in its entertaining and isn't that what watching TV in for? Entertainment?

I feel the urge to blow my nose yet again and I blow it, even more coming out. "Gross." I mutter under my breath, chucking my tissue to the side with the rest of them. I sip in my soup for a while, it heats up my whole body as I happily watch Kim and Khloe fight over something irrelevant.

After a while of watching TV I hear my phone ring from beside me. I grab my phone, not checking the contact before answering. "Hello?" I ask with a sniff. Usually my voice is very clear but now it sounds very manly because of the horrid blocked nose that I have.

"Hey Sky you alright?" I hear the person say from the other side of the phone and I sit up, recognising the voice as Lucie's. I don't exactly want her to know that I am sick at the moment. I feel dreadful but I feel guilty saying that when she's doing a lot worse.

"Oh yeah I'm fine Luce. What about you?" I ask her, attempting to make my voice sound as clear as possible. I feel a sneeze coming on so I move the phone away from my ear, grabbing a tissue and sneezing into it, quickly picking up my phone.

"Are you sure you don't sound too good?" She asks in worry and I scoff, shaking my head but then realising that she can't see me. "Nah I'm perfectly fine. I'm just here cleaning up the house." I lie, looking around at the very messy house. I realise that I have neglected the house a bit lately.

"Oh cool. I was just checking up on you and seeing how your days with Bradley have been?" She questions me suspiciously and I bite my lip, becoming nervous on the subject of Bradley.

"Uhm yeah it's been really good. He uh...." I trail off, becoming nervous. "Why did you snap at him yesterday?" She cuts me off and I frown. I should've known that he would've talked to her about this whole ordeal.

I groan, lying back onto the lounge. "Look Lucie I just feel like I'm being pushed into things lately. He took me to a recording studio and I sung and they recorded me. I just want to put all my effort into one thing at the moment." I explain, trailing my sentence off.

"And that's me..." Lucie sighs and I purse my lips, knowing she's not happy. "You know what Sky I'm beginning to find this really frustrating. You need to stop and think about what you're doing. This is all going to be done with soon. I'm getter better and don't you dare think for a second that I don't appreciate all the time you have put in to be there with me but you need to think about yourself. All of this in the long term isn't going to be good because you're pushing away every chance you have to bring back your life." She lectures me and I sigh.