Complications{Prequel to A Change of Mind}(lesbian sidestory.tiny side of Muke)

Chapter one

Hey! So this is the prequel to A Change of Mind, it's about Harry's best friend Alex who has moved away, leaving him behind and joining a new school. Also, you don't have to have read  A  Change of Mind for this book to make sense (although some parts may make a little bit more sense if you did read it) :) xx 

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I sighed, raising my head from the window pane, unwinding my arms from around my legs, and hopping off the window seat. It was half six in the morning so that meant getting ready for school. Dragging my feet over to my wardrobe, I pulled out a MCR top, skin tight black skinny jeans and a huge baggy plaid shirt. I opted for a pair of my best friend's old smart brown boots instead of my usual Doc Martens. I remember the day I found him, slipping his old battered shoes into my black suitcase, smiling quietly to himself. 

You miss him, don't you? 

"Of course I do, I love him like a brother, he means the absolute world to me..." The words tumbled out my mouth, I sighed. 

It was strange, to say the least, having a voice inside your head. But this wasn't your average crazy person voice telling you to kill yourself, though I've had my fair share of them. Aiden was the one who made them go away. He saved me. 

Aiden has been with me since I was about three years old. He appeared to me at first as a small boy with dazzling blue eyes and jet black feathered hair, tall and skinny with a giggly laugh that rumbled from him whenever someone said something slightly stupid. He was my only friend, growing up. Until I met Harry of course, then Aiden started showing up less and less. 

But I never left you. 

I chuckled at that. No, Aiden never did leave me. He was always there, watching and listening as I grew up, he stayed with me through the bullying, the hatred, the starvation, the constant suicide thoughts and attempts. 

How could I leave you...I am a part of you, as you are a part of me...

I sighed, gazing at myself in the mirror, my frame still small and petite, only filling up a third of the large reflection. My bright red hair stuck out at odd angles but I liked it that way, my winged liner perfect and jeans ripped to shreds. Since I had run out of red lipstick, I wore none and ran my tongue over the ball of my vertical labret piercing. 

Movement out of the corner of my eye caught my attention and I spun around, my ice eyes landing on an identical pair and jet black raven hair. 

"You look nice, I like the shoes," Aiden smirked, tilting his head to the right and admiring Harry's boots, "Aren't they a size too big? I prefer your Docs... But never mind, you're gonna be late."

I raised my eyebrows. Since when does Aiden care about school? I knew he found it boring and distasteful, a waste of his bloody time. 

"It is."

"I don't see why you bother materialising, you know it weakens you and you basically can't do shit for a couple of days," I say, messing up my hair again. 

Aiden shrugs and collapses back against my unmade bed, huffing out a huge sigh. He reminded me so much of Harry, and yet he was so different from the curly haired lad. But thanks to Harry (well technically Ed) Aiden had discovered when we were close to others with voices or 'alters' within them, he could communicate with them as if they were inside my mind with me. That was the only reason, Aiden occasionally enjoyed my constant visits over to Harry's house, so he could see Edward (one of Harry's 'alters'). Harry had multiple personalties in his mind and I had a creepy perverted other self inside mine; you can see now why we were best friends. No, me and Harry had became friends after he kindly painted my whole hair red, a style I later came to use as a teenager and thanks to Harry he sparked my 'emo' side of me.