“Mia darling, its 10.30am. I think you should wake up.” Mum lightly shakes my body.
I didn’t even hear her enter my room, that’s how tired I am.
“I don’t want to.” I groan turning over so I’m not facing her.
I had the worst night. I rather stay in bed and sleep the whole day, then face my problems.
“You can’t sleep all day. I will make you some bacon and eggs.” She chirps.
Mmm, that sounds good actually. I’m quite hungry when I think about it.
“Okay.” I sigh, pulling myself up.
I rub my sore eyes and run my hands through my knotty hair. What a night, the memories are still fresh in my mind. I can safely say that sleep did not take that pain away.
“I will meet you down stairs.” Mum smiles exiting my room, leaving me alone in my own sorrow.
I take my phone off my bed side table to check my messages.
30 missed calls from HARRY STYLES
Is printed over my front screen. Crap, that’s a lot of attempts to call me. I don’t care though, because I don’t want to talk to him.
I drag myself out of bed and into the bathroom. I quickly tie my hair into a loose pony tail and splash some water over my puffy eyes. This is what I get for crying so much.
I meet mum down in the kitchen where by the looks of it, she’s nearly done cooking me breakfast. I take a seat on the stool on the kitchen bench and watch mum quietly.
“Good Morning.” Zach chirps walking into the kitchen and sitting next to me.
“Nothing good about it.” I mumble looking over to a pretty happy Zach.
What could he possibly be so happy about?
“Whoa Mia, what happened to you.” Zach exclaims looking closer at my face.
I think he is meaning why my eyes are so bloody puffy.
“Nothing.” I bite turning back to mum, who is now placing bacon and eggs on a plate.
“Mia just didn’t have a great night.” Mum defends for me.
“Oh.” Zach says.
“Yeah oh.” I bite. I really am not in the mood for him this morning. I’m really not in the mood for anyone.
Mum hands over a plate full of bacon and eggs and a glass of orange juice. I thank her before sitting down on the couch and placing the food and drink on the arm chair next to me. I flick the TV onto the morning news. Surprisingly I’m really not in the mood for Teen Mom 2.
“Mia don’t forget I start work soon.” Mum tells me, joining me in the lounge room.
I thought she would be going back to work soon.
“Do you have to?” I groan.
I actually don’t want mum to go back to work. I don’t know how I’m going to handle being alone with Zach. Even now that I’m not talking to Harry.
“I do. Sorry sweet heart.” She smiles giving me her most sympathetic look.
I finish off my breakfast in silence before heading back upstairs and into my bed. Zeus follows a long as I tuck myself under my doona and pull out a book. I’m not going anywhere and I don’t feel like talking or seeing anyone, so bed it is.
I re-read pages of my book as my thoughts travel to the events from last night. I really need to stop thinking about it, because it’s hurting me even more. I just never thought Harry would do that to me. Ever.
