~Katie~
I walked up Brandons street. I kept holding my arm, stomach and I kept wiping the blood that dribbles slowly from my mouth. I was walking like a zombie earlier. I can hear the birds singing happily and loudly. I looked at the Facebook message Brandon sent me about where he lives. I looked up at the number 6 house and looked back down at the message.
It was a big house but not a big, big, house, it's a small-big house. As you can see, I'm babbling on which means I'm nervous. "This is it." I whispered to myself. I moaned as I tried to walk up the steps of the path. I wiped the blood off my lip before ringing the bell. *DING DONG* Brandons mum answered the door.
"H-" she greeted as worried expression crossed her face when she took one look at my face and how badly it was bruised and cut. "-i, oh my god, are you okay?" She asked. "Yea- Ahhh- No, not really." I moaned. She bought me inside and sat me on the couch.
"Brandon, your friend is here!" She shouted. "Than-Ahh- k You" I moaned. She nodded and smiled in reply. Brandons mum walked off, outside somewhere, she told me to get some rest. I tried to lay down on the couch, I got there with a lot of pain.
Brandon came walking down the stairs and walking towards the kitchen. The lounge and the kitchen are next to each other. He yelled "Katie?!" I groaned. "What the Hell Happened Katie?" "Your Gir- Oww -lfriend. She bea- ahh - t me up." I replied. He stopped and shook his head. "do you need anything? Want to watch a movie, TV show?" Brandon asked.
I had a scan around the room for a movie. Bingo. "Can we watch Teen Beach Movie?" I asked and he nodded. "You like that too Katie?!" He asked and I nodded in return. We started to watch the movie. I started to get a bit uncomfortable with how I was laying.
"Katie, Are you ok?"
"I'm just- aaahhh- a bit uncomfortable."
"Oh, ok what's sore?"
"My Body"
"Lay on my leg, It maybe better."
"No it's like, I need to sit up, but not all the way up. Like, lean on the side of my bum is what I need to do."
"Oh, you can lean on my shoulder, if you want."
I smiled as a sign of 'yes'. My heart is pumping a million beats per second. I got part way up moaning and I fell back down. "Ahhh. God, it hurts so bad." I moaned as he grabbed me above the waist and started to pull me up towards him. "I've got you, Katie. Don't worry." He told me. I smiled back at him and he replied with a smile.
I moaned and sighed as he pulled me up. He pulled me too far and I fell on his chest. We both laughed. I looked up and he looked at me, you know that feeling 'love-at-first-sight'. That was what it was like, he swallowed and said "Sorry, I uh, Sorry." he smiled and chuckled nervously. I got back up and I placed my head on his shoulder.
~1 hour later~
"Ahh, my wrist is sore." I whined. "Let me look." Brandon commanded. It was kid of puffed up, swollen. Brandon looked at it then back at me. "I need to get you to the doctors." Brandon commanded. He called his older brother to drive us there, to the Beach View Doctors. Go figure. I could hear his brother and him talking.
J: "Why do you need me to go with you?"
B: "I need a lift, her wrist maybe broken."
J: "Ok be there in a sec."
Brandon came to get me and put his arm around my waist. I put my arm on his shoulder because I couldn't walk properly. A little while later his brother walks down with an apple. I looked at Brandon, he looked down and shook his head.
He used had gestures to say 'what the hell dude' Brandon came to sit in the back with me. "Katie, how is it?" He asked. "Sorer than before, it may only get worse." I told him, as I looked at him. I started moaning because it started getting worse.
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To Love You
RomanceThis is about a not so popular girl who makes it through high-school becoming something big. (THIS BOOK IS FIRST WRITTEN ON QUOTEV) AND trust me, the story is better than the description! (My writing style changes in chapter thirteen)